(This is not mine!)
Behind the happy facade
Is a monster waiting to happen.
Behind my cheery demeanor
Is evil in its purest form.
Don't strike when my anger is hot
As I will burn hotter then a thousand suns.
My mind is not a safe haven,
But a cage holding in a beast.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryA collection of short pieces of writing/poems that I've written through the years and decided to publish. WARNING: MAY CONTAIN BRIEF/DIRECT MENTIONS OF SUICIDE OR ADDICTIONS
