as i lay here and weep,
the thought of suicide crosses my path
i love you
ill shout it to the world
you are my neverending flame
a true love i will never lose
i am lost and alone
i lay down as my spirit
wounded from my internal battle against myself
i grab the one way ticket away from this hell im traped in
i lay down
and die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i hope that suicide is not something you think about a lot