the devil once told me
that I have her in me
she constructed
a life of shame and pain to others
though out this life
she made many die
inside
she wore a mask of torture
a mask that would make people bend to her will
even make them feel sorry for her
she had rotted inside
destroyed forever
black hearted as you could say
thou she felt no mercy or hardship for others
the me that wants to devote my life to helping others
and yet I have the devil inside of me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem