Jezixa Kuli Poems

blood thirsty,
flesh craving
skin tearing
bone crunching
...

i'm sorry
i didn't mean what i said
when i said i didn't love you
i'm sorry
...

ididn't realize myself
until couple of months ago
that a bottle of mamories
pouring out like wine
...

i heard a scream
through the clouds
that had veiled my brain
coloring everything crimson
...

everyday
when i see your face
it makes me sick
and not want me live
...