Blood Drops

I've gazed under your brown eyes,
like eclipsed candles burning under you

Your silence says that you wish more
Your silence predicts the tragedy of my future
You read like an untouched book in a library.

If I rip out my insides, you wouldn't touch them...
That means you love me, not my body....right?

You actively seek me , I want you to...I hate you and want you
I kill and revive you in the same thought

Did you ever wonder if tears were just blood drops becoming angels....

Is clarity the true essence of this red passion....
Will I see the light after all this blood,
Will I become an angel.

Will God punish me?
All these questions are in my eyes, and you say nothing....

Your silence becomes dark
After this,
I'm too wise now......and silence is the only language that speaks
the language of the blood angels living inside of me


I hate you so much,
Please translate me.