My tears rain the pain of blood.
I hurt.
I break my bones.
I will never crave enough.
I love my pain.
I hurt.
The sun I seek, the shades of grey.
I cannot find.
I shine green at night.
I shine silver by day.
Venom and poison sings the songs in my veiVenom and poison sings the songs in my veins.
The needles of the rake, pale the blue to my arms.
My war is fate, hollowed to the burnimg.
Where hell has no gates.
Flames are the ink engraved to my flesh.
I am trashed.
I wear the dress.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem