I am holding a knife
By which to end my life
Driving it through my guts
You may consider me nuts
But i dare to swear
That i`ll be there
Meeting in paradise
Life would be fair
Following you to hell
Shows you how much i care
Please, end your life
I know we will survive
Use the same knife
So love can bring us alive
i have felt this exact emotion when my boyfriend broke my heart and my friends made me realize that life is more valuable than love. so dont let your love get in the way of life. its great good job!
hmm....another romeo and juliet....you write greatly but don't do what you feel in your poem lol.... its not paradise killing oneself in the name of love..... It's better to love and lost than to have not love at all... ...just don't be carried by crazy love...lol
you seek an end... to this insanity, to this cruelty.... both worlds collide.... you see no hope... but on the contrary.. hope and love are intwined
I see everything looks very good for crazy love you write this poetry like crazy love is true your poetry so nice for the first sequence. 10+
I bleed easy, blue eyes, doesn't take much.............10+
'Following you to hell Shows you how much i care'... this expression constitues the soul of the poem, Blue Eyes...good piece...i liked...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is always crazy and insane but that is the woderful part of it.