Suicide seemed like the perfect thing to do
To be gone forever and never feel pain again seemed like pure bliss
Then I realized that I have already experienced death and it hurts
Losing someone you love is like death
God knows how much I loved and love you now and when you walked away, I died
I died a million deaths
You killed me with your love
You shot me right in the heart
Suicide seems pointless
And you're a murder
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem