im haunted by the thought of you
my dreams yuo have distroyed
sitting in a puddle of blood
wrist cut wide open
heart filled with pure hatered
leaving
deceving
haunting my every thought
i cant get your voice out of my head
you like to break down my every happy thought and turns it into an evil one
you like to destroy everything i love
you like to put me through pain
its like in you mind my pain is something funny
well your sick and you need to quit haunting my thoughts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem