In these thaughts I hide my most sinister dreams.
There they will stay.
Waiting for someone to unravel the seams.
So they can come out and play.
The havoc they will wreak on humanity.
The sinister thaughts that haunt my past.
I Will soon lose Sanity.
The Terror my sinister thaughts will cast.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem