Sadist Love Poem by hiba Gamera

Love is a stadiste feeling
Dree in hell for a fake paradise
The wound in my heart won't be healing
Leaving me with pain I most despise
Tell me is forgetting a way out
From this path of darkness
Tell me is it a sin or a dough
For me to find somewhere happiness
You turned my life into a rolling dice
I can no more control my destiny
An endless game with no winning price
I lost my way and my identity
The emptiness inside me is still concealing
My nights have become dark and starless
I'm tired of struggling, tired of combating
Oh dear, pull over me your holiness