Shut up, shut up all you tell is lies
Loser, your weak I can tell that your afraid
I'm not, I'm strong, leave me the f**k alone
Are you crying
Your soon to be dieing
Enough, get out, go back where you belong
Get out you say, I can't, I wont
Why you don't belong
Oh my friend your oh so wrong
Explan yourself demon
Well I am you and you are me
No, no, theres noway this can be
Its true, you fool, you created me
Lier, lier, I couldn't have created thee
Pathetic, you weakling, You'll die with me in mind
How, how can I break this horrible bind
A knife, your knife, dig me out your head
Your right, a poke, its all that I will need
Your right, fight me, I love to watch you bleed
Aww your dead
Dead by another voice in your head.
Agree very creative and maybe a bit too gloomy but you have your own style, and you are very good at expressing subconscious ways. Best wishes. A.
Creative az ever and worded pretty good. Not bad, not bad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well deserved 10, my friend