The Monsters & Tragic Pain
Do you see the monsters
Who I have known before the beginning of time?
The ones who had claws and horns and red skin.
The ones who evolved into something far worse.
Do you see the monsters
Who lurk waiting at the corner?
The ones with scrapped knuckles.
The ones with minds just as capable as ours.
The ones who have the same structure of bone.
Do you see the monsters
In yourself?
The ones you locked in a cage.
Hoping that would keep them from taking you away
Escaping into the world.
Creating more sin.
Do you see the monsters we have to face every single day?
Like the ones kissing in the rain
And feeling tragic pain.
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Shadows From The Heart & All Other Places They Hide
Poezie"Please tell me, why does one write poems at all? Isn't it a waste of time?" A child asked me once. I replied, "So we could write meaningfulness to cover up the truth that everything is meaningless." It was the truth, was it not? Cover made by me
