Soul

I’m just hating

but I’m not bleeding,

it’s just me… alone

trying to escape from myself,

but you are hunting my soul.

My future is your past

so why should I live?

My tears are your blood

so why should I cry?

My sunset is your sunshine

so why should I?

You’re just a stupid devil

and me?

A poor little kid

trying to laugh because of it.

But the Death is next to me

and my eyes are finally closed.

Your smile is on the yellow rose,

and for the last time

I could try to forget

but no…

I’m just hating my soul.