I can’t remember what was that I put into my mouth
I can’t tell what is that I taste bleeding out my tongue
I can’t recognize who is that I see looking back at me
You don’t want to ask me now
Whatever that is working in my body is making everything like hell
You don’t want to kiss me now
Other than blood you can’t really taste anything else
You don’t want to look into my eyes now
There are some angry words hiding that I'm not sure if I want to tell
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