Suicides the only option
thers no other way
this is how i feel
this is the day
The day i die
the day i lay and rest
the day i do not breath
with blood on my chest
I just wanted to be with you
i wanted you to hold me
be with me
but most of all, love me
Its not your fault
it is mine
i thought you could love me
and make everything all fine
But i guess i was wrong
you dont love me
and it hurts
so much that blood is the only thing i see
Just a few cuts
with this sharp knife
blood so red
endinig my life
Fall to the floor
start to scream
loves not real
its just a dream
Now im gone
i said my good bye
no one cares
no one would cry
...its just the way it is...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem