The pain cuts deep, deeper than a knife
My mind has been muddled for so long I don't know what's real
I lost my way and I'm forced to fake a smile through the strife
I'm ashamed of my life because its empty
But tomorrow I will get up, get dressed and fake a smile until I am alone again and the tears can fall
The pain cuts deeper than a knife and this provokes thought. Struggle will end with end of night. Light will bring smile. Brilliant poem this is...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is unfortunate you had move to hold or live you. I'm so disappointed you're alone feeling this way. Someone on here take care of her as she has nobody to turn to! ! 😞