to a million piece you will fall
in silence you will cry
my baby, the little kid inside
I will slay you
I' will hit you every time you will utter
I will break your bones
\your skull, I will smash it with my hands
I will cut your wrist while you sleep
I will take away every drip of blood
to make a new mask for me
sad but true this story
you don't need attention
you don't need someone to care
you don't need warmth
and you cannot get it
living in cold
are you fate
my kid inside...
I hope you are dying now
crying out your veins of blood
I hope you are wasting your last breath now
and pain..to invade every cell
you lived in my chest, this cold cave..
you will die in the cradle
your grave..
I'm not cruel my love..
I want you to die
cause it's so hard to live
a warm life inside me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem