The words still etched in her mind
Clear as day they're always mine
Pushed to the limit, she fought
All she wanted was a way out, to stop
Unable to take it any longer
The thought so far has come closer
Reinforced by their words she breaks
Knife at the ready begging for the escape
Life ebbing away to sweet bliss
The last thought, she won't be missed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem