My tears have dried
My heart is quite.
My body is heavy
My soul has left me.
You are not here,
You can not understand my fear,
You think I'm fine,
You don't see me when I whine.
I am getting worse,
I have this strong urge,
I want to end it all,
I am going down, freefall.
We have had happy times,
We could read each others eyes.
We are now torn,
We just can not survive that storm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem