i will never forget that day
it haunts me
nothing can be forgiven
i will not live with this on my conscience
i have to end it forever
i am a suicidal time bomb
i wont attempt it
it will be successful
only one pump
one shot
one head
one soul
and the rememorable taste of steel
red stained white walls
my last written words
this is not a nightmare
maybe a one man massacre
but it is my psychadelic dream
my future
others would say it is evil
but to me it is the end of sorrow
and the path to happiness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem