Have you ever stayed up all night crying,
so sad and alone that you feel like dying?
So sad it causes you physical pain,
so alone you feel like you're going insane?
With no one to talk to and give you support,
you start to think that a couple more pills won't hurt.
Wishing that your best friend was around,
only to remember that they just moved out of town.
But no matter how close you are to the end,
all that you really want and need.......... is a friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is well expressed. Many have this feeling. Thanks, Jeannie