vious
devilsih delious
death
my own meth
killing
my own filling
thoughts
are my haunts
cutting
is my loving
blood
will be my happy flood
graves
make me brave
anger
make me sainer
depression
stops my aggression
being on the dark side
makes it easier to hide
no hope
can be a cope
becuz than there's no disappoinment
there's no more abusement
scremo
and being emo
makes me feel so
much better
writing suicidal letter
taking life as a joke
ends that annoying poke.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem