Forsaken and Sad
infernal and mad
determined to end what is bad
in his life, with a knife
to his wrist, state of bliss
he cuts, he has no guts.
But now its too late,
and still to this date
his heart still regrets
the day he tried to forget
his life was a waste
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i think that poem goes out to alot of poeple out there good work 10,000