I am a being seething.
With all the rage in me sieging.
With all my reasons in retreating.
What horrors have i prepared.
To let you know life's so unfair.
The agony to come will be of no compare.
I would flay my flesh to the earth.
Just to think the love in you may burst.
This anger in me that has been birthed.
It will not subside.
It will not hide.
It has chosen not to die.
Setting my body to flames.
Hearing you scream out in shame.
Knowing that your to blame.
This is the hate that will be viewed.
So i have thrust it onto you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem