my finger on the trigger
bullet ready to fire
do i dare kill him
my new dark desire
watch as he cowers
my gun to his head
he makes a plee
but i want him dead!
a burst of rage
explodes inside me
i want him gone
only then i'll be free
backing to a corner
nowhere to run
i am the psycopath
with a loaded gun
he stabbed me in the back
with more than a lie
now lets see how he'll like
an eye for an eye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is clever... very good.. enjoyable to read too... i hate boring poems!