Poeme : La Souffrance Interieur

Weakness…
Alone in the dark side of my weakness,
I’m all in the darkness.
I just realize the pain I cause to you,
Sorry, I’m so stupid…
All days are a fight for me,
I just want to dispear in the shadows.
My all life is a shit !
I’m hurting and I give hurt to you.
Opens my veins…
Let my weakness bleed away.
And let tell you my hurt.
The only thing I want it’s to be free,
Sorry, I just want to desapear.
My tears is a hurt for you…
I don’t know what to do.
I have nothing to do but run, run for my life,
Run fort my soul, run fort everything I’ve ever know…
Once there was nothing but love in my heart,
But it was the object of your poisinous dart.
I sit here crying by myself
As the blood drips from my skin
I cry not for mortal pain
But from memories of him
Nevrves and feelings numb
But emotions forever sting
I wish I could feel the knife’s blade
Instead of the sorrow you bring
Drip, Drip and Drip some more
Crimson liquor intertwined with salty tears
I’m crying, not from dying
I’m hiding from my fears
The wrist is only 2 inches wide
Amazing it can bleed so much
I’m dying from the pain you cause
But also from the cool blade’s touch…

wəaknεs…
alɔnə ɛ̃ tə daʁk sidə ɔf mi wəaknεs,
iεm al ɛ̃ tə daʁknεs.
i ʒyst ʁəalizə tə pɛ̃ i kozə to iu,
sɔʁi, iεm so stypid…
al dεz- aʁə a fiɡt fɔʁ mə,
i ʒyst wɑ̃ to dispəaʁ ɛ̃ tə ʃadɔw.
mi al lifə is a ʃi !
iεm yʁtiŋ ɑ̃d i ʒivə yʁ to iu.
ɔpɛ̃ mi vɛ̃…
lεt mi wəaknεs blid awε.
ɑ̃d lεt tεll iu mi yʁ.
tə ɔ̃li tiŋ i wɑ̃ itεs to bə fʁi,
sɔʁi, i ʒyst wɑ̃ to dəzapəaʁ.
mi təaʁz- is a yʁ fɔʁ iu…
i dɔnte knɔw wa to do.
i-avə nɔtiŋ to do byt ʁœ̃, ʁœ̃ fɔʁ mi lifə,
ʁœ̃ fɔʁ mi sul, ʁœ̃ fɔʁ əvəʁitiŋ ivə əve knɔw…
ɔ̃sə təʁə was nɔtiŋ byt lɔvə ɛ̃ mi əaʁ,
byt it was tə ɔbʒεkt ɔf iuʁ pwazinus daʁ.
i sit əʁə kʁiiŋ bi mizεlf
a tə blud dʁip fʁɔm mi skɛ̃
i kʁi no fɔʁ mɔʁtal pɛ̃
byt fʁɔm məmɔʁiz- ɔf im
nεvʁvəz- ɑ̃d filiŋ nœ̃b
byt əmɔsjɔ̃ fɔʁəve stiŋ
i wiʃ i kuld fil tə knifəεs bladə
ɛ̃stəad ɔf tə sɔʁɔw iu bʁiŋ
dʁip, dʁip ɑ̃d dʁip sɔmə mɔʁə
kʁɛ̃sɔ̃ likɔʁ ɛ̃tεʁtwinεd wit salti təaʁ
iεm kʁiiŋ, no fʁɔm diiŋ
iεm idiŋ fʁɔm mi fəaʁ
tə wʁist is ɔ̃li døz- ɛ̃ʃə widə
amaziŋ it kɑ̃ blid so myk
iεm diiŋ fʁɔm tə pɛ̃ iu kozə
byt also fʁɔm tə kul bladəεs tuk…