I followed your trail of tears only to find,
a lifeless body that was left behind
Not knowing who you are,
will always leave a scar.
Fore you were my biggest regret.
I hear sirens coming now,
so I flee before you're found.
Now I look into the mirror, and see your face.
I try to ignore the blood and scrapes
I close my eyes and smile,
because your pain was worthwhile.
So when they put me in a cell,
I won't care, because you're well...
gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem