Why is Death happiness
Is it because you can’t feel
Anything for a few minutes or is it your happy and
No one can mess with you when you die
If some one doesn’t care if you die
Then they die from the inside
Just showing you who they where
Before the feely hit giving them pain
By the time they feel it, it’s too late
They where given a black heart for ever
You will show people the outer side of you not the inner
There is no inside just blackness
So now can’t they die of happiness for once?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem