There's something i can't undo,
In my thoughts i have already killed you.
I'm suffocating you with your own lies,
I'll just have to wait until this love dies.
Succumb in my anger and wrath,
Dont walk through an ardor path.
Instead, tread the path of broken glass.
Feel what you made me feel at last.
I have no choice but to hate,
This is my fate you tried to create.
This was your choice, not mine.
If this is what you want, then fine.
In my hate you shall burn,
And no one shall mourn.
There's no way out of this hell,
You'll have no soul to sell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem