My dreams are shatterd my soul is black.
My grave is ready i dont lnow to react.
My heart is broke.
The devil has spoke.
He said my heart belongs to him.
In my blood he will swim.
He takes my heart and turns it into stone.
Down in hell all alone.
I push him away and pray to god.
He saved me from living hell.
That the day my soul got well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem