I haven't spoken to god for a while,
still mad at the maker of this madness,
I do not know who to curse anymore,
for pain and other pain has rolled into one,
is it my body or is it my mind?
is it both or is it all?
Why cant I just leave it at the wayside?
I started to hate myself,
the second I started loving you.
Oh, what have I done?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem