All right, it wasn't a smart decision,
But it gave me a relief escape.
Carefully, yet
Drastically I made the mark.
Excellent! My mind yelled.
For it is bleeding out the stress.
Great. I thought afterwards.
Here I go, failing again.
Instead, I quickly tried to not feel guilty.
Justice is served.
Killing out the faults and
Leaving the scars as evidence.
Many don't agree with this strategy.
Not that I really care.
Of course no one likes to be lonely.
Putting that on trial, it is
Quite better than to get hurt by people
Regardless if it isn't intentionally.
So now you understand how difficult
That Decision From The Broken is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmm..there is a difference between lonely and being alone. If one is truly comfortable in their own skin and can find pleasure just being with oneself than one is never lonely. Like this poem for the simple fact that it makes the reader stop and contemplate. Well done!