Sleepless Nights And You (Per Yngve Ohlin) Poem by Sophie Allyah

Sleepless Nights And You (Per Yngve Ohlin)



Sleepless nights and you
The devil deemed you worthy
Aggravated situation darker than black
Lacerated wrists and throat and lots of blood
I'm not in love but a ghastly enthusiast
You're maybe dead but you earned
to be called "Closer to God"!

Sleepless Nights And You (Per Yngve Ohlin)
Friday, June 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Per Yngve Ohlin AKA Dead is the first vocalist of a Norwegian black metal band Mayhem before killing himself by slitting his wrists and throat and finally shooting his head with a shotgun
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Sophie Allyah

Sophie Allyah

Iloilo City Philippines
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