Watching the raindrops,
Rolling down the car window feeling the teardrops rolling down my cheeks.
Watching the scattering of light from street lamps,
Thinking 'bout your unfaithful love, Which crippled my soul from toes to skull,
Quivering with eyes completely dull.
Lips murmuring the promises she made when my shoulder was beneath her head.
It all seems like a magic spell,
Which made my life a living hell.
From my outlook,
Life seems unworthy
Death one true love.
Its high time,
that the fiend inside me returns to the five elements.
Now my fingers will never put your hairs behind your ears.
Lets relinquish this existence of mine, Only you can feel my suicide is not a crime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem