Hate
Throw away
My sick mind
Draw me a line
Between life and death.
Hate
Help me escape
From this hell
I'm living for so long
I forgot how to say even "hey".
Hate
Take me away
From this world
From this war
I'm leading.
YOU ARE READING
mortem
PoetryIf it wouldn't be enough I'd feel pages with my tears, burn desires with my flames and tear all apart with no regrets.
