The blade is blunt
My wrists are red
I'm crying so much
All the time I've spent
Mourning over you
How silly am I?
To think you'd stick around
All I can say is why
Why did you do it?
Why'd you say you loved me?
Promise me forever?
And say we'd always be happy?
Then you turned your back
And left me alone
I just can't believe it
You really are gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem