Haunting me,
Killing me,
Trying to change the essence of me.
Loving you,
Wanting you,
Nothing you can do to get to me.
I see you,
Watching me,
The battle ground right below our feet.
It has begun,
It has begun,
Don't try and stop,
What has begun.
I see you...
Watching me....
Do you feel the chill?
Of my,
Cold undead,
Fingers run down your back...
Haunting me...
Killing me..
I see you,
Don't try to run from me!
I think this battle has just,
Taken a sudden twist.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem