She crys.
You wonder why?
Look in the mirror.
Then you sigh.
So much pain.
So deep inside.
You see blood.
Its from her wrists.
Can you see all the razor blade slits?
You watch her collapse.
She falls to the floor.
You know shes never done that before.
She crys.
You watch her.
No words are said.
The sobs stop.
You notice shes dead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i have actually seen my friend do that to herself and i thought it wouldnt happen to me