Love Poem: Why?

Why?

Why?

Why? Why kill psychologists in my life?
Why? 
They don’t see my sufferings and my life.
They are just killing me.
A long time ago I haven’t own a life.
I haven’t lived.

They just follow me from workplace to workplace
Monitoring, collecting information, driving
Make problems, humiliation, all of them a Mengele
My life is nothing, my life is a dead fish
I haven’t seen, I can't find the ocean, I can’t get water
No life in my life

No life, my life killed by psychological science
No life, my life killed by parapsychological science
No life, my life killed by cold metal hearts

God, give me one more life
If it’s possible
For you everything is possible
Or just protect the rest of my life

I want to be a fish in an ocean
Put me there, oh my God!
Bluewater, coral reefs
Goodbye human life

I was shocked, I have strong trauma
I have heavy breathing
I have heart heart pain
I have pain relief here
I am shocked by the science of psychology

I am killed by English psychology
They don’t care about it
But English psychology, not my religion
Violent psychologists!

Where are my years?
Where is my life?
Killers!