I'm not insane,
I just enjoy a little pain.
I love to watch the rain,
Look through the window pane.
I'm addicted.
Feel the needle pierce my skin,
Etch a mark to make me spin.
Scarred both out and in,
Tattooed to show my sin.
I'm addicted.
A life scarred with hate,
A new day I wipe the slate.
No matter I can't hide from fate,
Sometimes you seem so fake.
I'm addicted.
Feel that deadly stroke,
Leave me left for broke.
Breathing in the smoke,
Until I start to croak.
I'm addicted.
Until the well runs dry,
Until I learn to fly,
Until I touch the sky,
Until the Earth begins to fry,
I'm addicted.
I'm addicted.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yea... it happens... its all so human.....! ! ! !