There’s blood in my mouth,
The sheets are turning red,
I can’t go on,
This blood,
Is my death wish,
Cut open my skull,
My will is inside,
Smells like someone’s died,
Close your eyes,
The taste of blood,
It fills my hole,
It fills my soul,
Wounds everywhere,
No skin spare,
Life is unfair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow paints a gory scene..well done..