I’m alone in this cold burning world.
To defend myself against all evil.
To slay the demons. (boys)
to burn the witches. (girls)
I stand alone in the night
when I feel free
when I can finally breath
and see such a beautiful sight.
I got used to being alone
now I prefer it above all else
people turned on me
they hurt me
I will rise against them in the end
I am not scared, I am no coward
I am strong & fear less
so let them try to hurt me again, and watch them fail.
on the 4th line no offence to witches. i love them.some of my best friends are wickens. i just couldnt use the other word.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem