I regretted so many things in life
I experienced so much pressure to strife
I wonder how would I survive
or should I give up?
I turned a blind eye
It might be the reason I die
I don't know how to be strong
I think all things could go wrong!
I never thought of writing this one
I just need to do it when I'm alone
This is a way of releasing emotions
Taking potions that could kill than heal
I should say, finish what is done
It deserves a peace when it's gone.
Author: Lavenderwhispercollins
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem