How Dare You Try
To make them Cry
How Dare You Plunder
Their Happiness, and Why?
You are Possessed
By Anger, you're Stressed
You want to make the
Others Oppressed
For a Single Thrill
To make the Kill
Otherwise it would be You
Lying there Still
Just Stop and Think
Before you Sink
How many have you
Pushed off the Brink?
While Monsters Hide
And Time you Bide
Just know I see
The Devil Inside
YOU ARE READING
Words In My Head
PoetryThe thoughts and musings of no-one in particular. A collection of short-stories and poems.
