Yesterday I saw a lion kiss a deer,
And I admired how it had no fear.
People told me some creatures don't know how to love,
they persuaded me into thinking it were the creatures a few lines above.
But in shock and in terror, I write you this letter.
They lied about the creatures above,
it are we, humans, who sometimes aren't capable of love.
YOU ARE READING
It's a journal
Şiir''Instead of blades, I use pens, but it is still my blood covering the pages.'' Comment or like if I have helped or inspired you. Also if you are having trouble or you are feeling down, Feel free to talk to me. I might not be able to take the pain...
