Theres fire in my heat
It slowly tears me apart
from my family
from my friends
But for some reason I like the feeling of the burn
It makes me more stern
It makes me feel tough
I feel strong like i never could be.
Thats what i call my old shriveld heart
it makes me feel so hot
like i cannot be stoped
And i like it!
I dont care for no one but me
I dont care about my damn family
If it has nothing to do with me
Its a not a real jorney
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.