To whom i have wrote this poem,
You are someone i adore...

If someone you hated, was right there in front of...
Someone you dreamed of killing...

My life is like a thousand blades,
piercing me, violating me, desecrating me...

Friends are always there for you,
Through the hard times and the bad...

Doom is but the end of life,
and a door to all anew...

The Love that races through my heart,
Is like the beat of one thousand drums...

My life has been ruined by a shrewd face of a...
he takes everything, all around, the sound is...

As i look and wait,
Through the darkness, nothing matters...