I
suffer,
And
so I will scratch this paper
To
do not cut my veins!
I need all my veins, nerves untouched
To
feel my life to the end.
Oh!
I really am a wild creature,
Masochistically
licking my open wounds.
Always
proud.
Once
pain is learning me
Defense.
Awake
and alone.
Alone!
I'd like to look at your eyes,
As
long as I open my own.
But
you didn't let me.
Neither
you, who I adored, you couldn't withstand me...
