i sithere wondering
wondering when the pain will end.
they say this pain im feeling
doesnt exsist
they say nothing is wrong they say im ok
the depression is so deep
that i cant escape it
not now not ever
i sit here hoping it will end quicker than it began
i lay here in th dark not knowing wether to cut or cry
so i do both
most nights
but is it over 'will it be over
i dont think so
if it was gonna end
wouldnt it end now
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