A pit of grief.
A thunderstorm of fury.
A waterfall of pain.
An emptiness inside.
It's all I ever feel these days.
But as I heal.
My mind awakens.
And as everything moves and twitches and jerks and snaps
And I feel it
Heal it
Miss it's burning desire.
And as I try it out once more
I know I will see the truth
Of what may be another disappointment
In my already destructive moment.
Or could it just be
A heartbeat,
Another chance.
A new life.
Another focus.
For this once-empty mind.
And as I skip along today
Take some withered advice
Just try not to be like me
Just try hard to make ends meet
And never
Oh, just never
I said
Never
End your life for
another.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem