I like to write poems. I first started to write them in french and then I decided to try to write some in english... |
I don't deserve anything good in this life...
And it doesn't help to keep holding a knife...
I wake up in the coldness of night
Left alone in the dark as always...
The presence of emptiness
I have lost you my beloved...
He lays down through this dark shadow
So he'll for always forget all misery...