I hate telling my feelings but here I go,
when people ask me If I'm upset I say no
day by day I feel alone
there's nothing else I'd rather do than Angrily moan
there's no such thing as happiness, but only the dark
if happiness is still a thing I really want it to spark
I know that day will never come so might as well just end it all
I have to give my valuables away and make my last final call
No one believed you, so when that day came you had to end it all
Take suicide seriously even if you Think that they wont do it. I am a victim of attempted suicide
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An insightful depiction of loss of sunshine in a deplorable life at its lowest ebb, well articulated and nicely penned in good rhyme scheme with conviction. A good creation Nathan.