Insanity keeps scratching at the back of my mind,
Waiting for my to welcome it in,
It waits for its moment to strike...
Hysteria grows within me,
The death I have seen,
The hatrid expressed toward me...
Can't hold on...
Falling away from my conscience,
Desperate for redemption,
But revenge isn't sweet...
trying to grasp my sense of right and wrong,
lost in the abyss of my mind...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem