Slowly bleeding out
Dying is what I'm best at
It is like a game
Who will die first
Who hurts more
Will you watch me?
Will you save me?
I cannot escape the feeling of..
Loneliness
Emptiness
Pain
Suffering
The blood does not ever go away
It is just hidden behind
This smile
This laughter
This love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem