Laying on my deathbed,
Wishing those words to be unsaid,
Like nails on a chalkboard,
It makes me cringe,
But one day, one day,
I shall seek my revenge.
Deeper and deeper, my grave I dig,
My sorrow song fills thee air,
As I scream and cry a painful melody,
While ripping out my hair.
My vision went blurry,
I had gone too far,
For this cut, will not only make a scar,
I shall die a thousand deathes,
and have nightmares while I sleep,
There is no mend for this broken soul,
So I shall always weep.
Very good poem, and a strong title, also a name of a good band :) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Also one of my all time favourite bands. :)