they gave me these med's
pretty serious stuff
to control my head
to kill the heart
now inside this butchered animal
through the rot and disgust
i c the world, paralyzed
only the thought of you
can relieve me to death
kill this inside that binds me to flesh
so i dream and i cut
every thought a drop of blood
in every new warm pool
a reflection of you
in such delight
with a warm heart
you are killing me slowly
till there is nothing left inside me
to call lonely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting poem on what the mind can do to a persons soul.