I sit by the phone
I wait for your call
I wipe these tears
Before they fall
Do you enjoy?
Playing your game
Sitting there knowing
That you cause me pain
I’ve had enough
I can’t take any more
Will you look at me now?
As I lie dead on the floor
You are at fault
For my suicide
I’ll haunt your dreams
Every time you close your eyes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem