the blessing of life,
curse of the lies...
thinking about both,
not knowing...
Why? What is the point?
we only hurt, only feel worse
every day.
Every dawn that rises
brings nothing, but pain.
Then you come in.
you shake up my world...
destroy everything I've bulit.
The stable ground I've
worked so hard on creating.
And I can only want more.
Sick...I must be in order
to enjoy this pain so much.
Because every time,
each try, I let you
have more...take
more.
Abuse me more.
And I can't say no.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem