I don’t know what to think anymore
Rather be dead I feel so use and so sore
Suffocating will be best
Or just slit my throat and let my body do the rest
Why do love got to hurt
Wish I was dead covered in dirt
Never thought this was going to happen again
The way things are don’t have anymore life to mend
It all come down to this
It’s you that I’ll surely miss
Happy days gone by
Many night’s alone sit here and cry
Laying on my back looking up at the sky
All I can do is nothing other than wondering why
Life is such a mystery
Life was so sweet now just an endless misery
Looking at your picture here
Still wishing I would be there
Why do love got to hurt
I guess I wouldn’t find out soon I’ll be all covered in dirt
Cutting out what is said and done
Lost the hope withering life stains in the sun
Captured the hand that feed
Take a knife cut out what is left of me
Can’t talk mouth fill with blood
Sitting here waiting for the flood
God I think am going crazy all these thought’s in my head
If I could I would have take back what I’ve said
Took this moment to breathe
With what is left of me…………..
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem