If I am breathing, then I am alive
If I’m not breathing, then I’m dead
If I’m dead, don’t do anything to revive me. It is what I want
You want to give me what I want. If you want to give me what I want, then don’t do anything
It is what I want, the one thing that no one can give me
No one can give me death and live
No one can get rid of the Pain unless they give me death and no one will give me that.
Will they?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem