The water swirls above my head
As I drift, slowly down
Soon, I will be dead
Because I will drown
The water will take me in
It will welcome me with open arms
It will slowly caress my skin
And take me away from harm
This is your fault I'm dying
This is because you lied
This is your fault I'm crying
Because YOU made me commit suicide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem