The metal pierces my skin.
Just like that dream he had
Will you be happy about this, sir?
My collapsed thoughts don't feel pain anymore
But the burning soon will return.
I walk on glass every day
To feel your company again
If I don't talk anymore, would you come back?
That was what I was thinking as I died.
My nails dig into your neck
that's what i always dreamed
but now the olny thing I'm thinking about
it's about braking free, it's all i long for.
The Day I Met You
was the same day I died
For every blow you gave me
You distorted my mind
I thought you loved me.
Every part deformed of me
Every part of me miss you
I hate you but I need you
i want to grind you and and make you suffer
I want strangle you
until you take the air away
you killed me
And now I'm waiting to hang you
You will rot alone in hell
Just like I dream it
You killed me in live
until now i only survived
But now I finally felt joy again.
(Sorry if its a bad translation, i don´t know much english, i had to use dictionaries and translator for most things in this poem, plus, i didnt understan how the fck poems are written in english and the google translate sometimes mistranslates some words)
(corrections are acepted(o゜▽゜)o☆)
(uhggg it sounded better in spanish .·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·. )
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