The blood is boiling in my mind
but the pressure makes me find more time
i walk a lonely road till the end but after that im gone again
i think he's better off without me around
so ill just ly in this tub silently and drowned
as the lights fade away i start to remember
but the deeper the thought the higher my temper
while the blood is boiling as i ly here
i wonder about him, what will he think
i wonder if he'll shed a tear
and the more i wonder the farher i sink
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Kind of reminds me of a scene in Evanescene's music video Perfect where she's drowning herself. I like it(: