Dark days breaks the sweat.
My mind cracks the shell.
The one loaded inside the gun to my hand.
Edit I want to do to my brain.
The yoke is messed with a cain of coke.
Just to relief my pain.
Do you think I am insane.
I will kill you first.
I will haTe to see me die first.
Twice, on one day.
Twice is what I pray.
Twice is what I say
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
twice is what i say, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.