Suicide is scarlet
It smells like hot running water
It tastes like his last goodbye kiss
It sounds like those silent blades sliding across her wrist
It feels like its finally over
It looks like the open lifeless eyes of a freind daughter girlfreind and life changer.
Suicide is locking you emotions up inside of you, until your gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem