You're the smile on my lips
Tears that constantly drips
The hands that chokes my neck
That left me in this wreck.
A bullet through my heart
The love that tears me apart
A pain that insist to remain
Becoming a tumor in my brain
You're the knife on my back,
The spikes on my track.
You're the cancer in my soul,
The disease the makes me whole.
A blind spot in my sight
Nightmares in my nights
The laughter in my sorrow,
Hanging-rope that i borrow.
You're the gun to my head
Bullets are words that you said
Like heroin to an addict,
You're the reason i am frantic.
In my masochistic thoughts,
you're the cyanide i bought.
The iron maiden that binds me
as the spikes pass through my body.
You're the cherry on my sundae,
The visitor who refuses to stay.
I wanted to come out and play
but you made my sky turn gray.
You've become what i wanted you to be
You've become someone i needed to see
But only through my eyes and my mind
is Where this insanity you can find.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem