Let it be that I never Were
A wasted life
Of That I'm Sure
Cut all Ties
Make it not hurt
For Me
And The One who gave birth
I Need Erasure
Not Ending
It Seems To me
My Soul Was Not Worth Sending
A Glutton and Sloth
Mentally Off
If I Were to end it
Pain would arise
So just take it all back
This World has never been Mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem