is it not good enough
my brain
my heart
my life
it all belongs to you
and i no longer want to fight
help me
cuz i'm still afraid
not of you
but of myself
pain no longer has a hold
nothing hurts the numb
and this love stuff is getting old
open up and let it flow
the blade cuts deep
as pain takes its tole
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem