Pain is pourin down,
Harder than the rain...
Now matter how hard I try to train my Brain,
To stay in one lane,
I end up in vane,
Left alone to drain the pain.
I try to stay sane,
As I look at my vain.
Now blood is pourin down,
Harder than the rain...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
OoO. Creepy, blood! ugh. but really good.