I can see the killer in your eyes,
Hearing screams that speak no lies.
They whisper deadly lalabuys,
As bloody tears fill their eyes.
Blood will still flow from their wrists,
Even when knives dont exsist.
You burn in darkness in a old black cell,
Wondering what you did so wrong.
Dont believe a word they say,
Just let my heart slip away.
Now,
Listen to my voice, and make your choice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
too nice Kitty, i love it