All these crazy things
the days I endured without you
the misery you put me through;
I think it’s time for my revenge.
I’m burned out
as I see you walking all fine
but mark these words;
I will have the last laugh.
Once I reach for your heart
I’ll make you fall until you bruise
I will use every bit of you, leave you
before you spend me like you did.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem