another 1 by me..
hey ppl im back wid a new poem ... this is a pretty unusual sort of poem and an unusual topic... plz comment !
Here i sit in this empty cell
thinking about the crime into which i fell
We were really close to each other
and we dearly loved one another
But one day i shouted at him and i beat him
He was stronger than expected and i couldnt defeat him
I was astonished when he pulled out a blade...
My love 4 him started to fade
He stabbed and got me on the thigh
and i was still wondering , why?! why?! why?!
I cudnt take n e more of it
i did not care one little bit
Then i stabbed him too
Didnt mean to kill him but he died
Yes i killed my dearest friend
but this was only 2 defend
killin was not what i meant
now mein herz brennt
and here i sit in this empty cell
thinkin abt the crime into which i fell.......
PS : "mein herz brennt" is german meaning my heart burns