If Monsters Bled Out,
Saturday, March 05, 2016
10:33 PM
I closed my Tired Eyes
and grinned a Bloody Grin
Just give up the chase
I'm out till tomorrow.
Monsters on the Run,
From a humans sorrow
How can we give them the burden of our happiness?
They wont know, what Love is
If it were Written with their blood,
And that's Another thought
Further questions brought out
that....
The Thoughts inside of us,
Are countless as the stars
And easily forgotten
These Infinite Dreams
With only the memory
Of how beautiful you felt it was.
YOU ARE READING
The Hum Of Existence
PoesíaThere's not much to tell, Except I Have much to say. And I Will everyday, So I've Learned & managed to express , A little more in a lot Less.
