Listen to me call your name...
So gently you come to me...
Yet you can't see the danger you're in...
So gently you will leave this place...
Without a scream you accept this...
Are you strong?
Or just used to this...
It's truely sad...
Let the poison drip...
Be gone after this...
Let the blood rain...
So I may bathe...
Is this true reality...
Or is this my insanity...?
I guess we'll never know...
Cuz I cant explain this...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem