I don't want to cry any more.
I can't stop this hurt inside that's for sure.
Feels like these walls are closing in.
I will be holding on till the very end.
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide.
A part of me feels like it died.
As I look up in the sky.
I say to myself, why?
If I could do it all over now.
I would change the past someway, somehow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem