The pain inside is too much to bear,
It's like a storm that I can't help but share.
But how do I release it from my soul,
When it's a darkness that's taken its toll?
I try to hold on to the light,
But the shadows follow me into the night.
The tears fall down, a silent plea,
For someone to hear and set me free.
I reach for the blade, a tempting tool,
A way to numb the pain that's cruel.
But the scars remain, a reminder of,
The self-hate that I'm undeserving of.
I wish I could find a way to cope,
To heal the wounds and find hope.
But for now, I'll hold on to this thread,
And pray for strength to face what's ahead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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