The door unlocks,
He creeps inside,
Silent as a mouse,
A knife clenched in his hand,
He opens the door.
It's the door to my room,
Where i'm sleeping.
He covers my mouth,
With my pellow,
And stabs my heart three times.
He doesn't know me.
I was just,
In the wrong place,
At the wrong time.
If you love me,
You will avenge my death.
Makeing sure he suffers,
And gets what he desevers.
But if you don't love me,
Just continue your life,
Like nothing ever happened,
Like you are doing right now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mean killing. Nice poem