I wanna die
cuz i dont wanna hide
sometimes i feel am just a ghost
but not lost
i wish that i can disappear from fear
i silted my throat but you Stabbed My Heart
i hate dreams cuz it makes me wanna scram
but i love the heart breaker who broke my heart more than once
i cant see it's so dark
that's why i hold on you so hard
and that's end of THE DEATH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem