I watch the blood
run down my arm
I watch the vain bleed
another day
another week
another year
i wish i could stop
but it's the only way
to stop all this hurt
I started with a scissors
then turned to a knife
it was the only way
to stay alive
I found it helped
If only for a moment
then I found
the hurt came back
So once again
i'll watch all the blood
run down my arm
written on 21/03/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So meaningful to someone who truely understands xxx