If you read this, could you tell me what you think?
Tell me if I am a monster in the making.
With all the things I write about,
All the death and destruction.
Is there any chance, I will become my words?
I put my pen to the paper and the ideas flow out of me,
So will life imitate art?
Could I be capable of something so extreme? Like killing?
I write about people dying,
I write about myself killing,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem