There’s a dark part inside of me
That nobody else can see
For years I’ve been hiding
This way of thinking
I always imagine someone is dying
I even picture myself inside a coffin
Where everybody is crying
And me, looking at them, laughing
I see death as an adventure
So, there’s no need to be scare in the future
I don’t know why I’m like this
It’s like I felt the devils kiss
I often wonder why I lose my force
Every time I think of anything worse
It’s like I’m being curse
That anytime I’m gonna burse
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem