What do you do?
When they think your sweetness
is your weakness
When they take your kindness
To their advantage
Your gentleness they take
For helplessness
You summon the wolf, the monster
That freakin beast
That rests inside you
And you show them what hell looks like
When it bears the skin
Of a gentle being
~H.R
YOU ARE READING
In the middle of dark
PoesíaA series of words i write at night... My pure thoughts when i stare out in the darkness ✌... I hope you like them all... And if you can relate to my poems.. then welcome to the club..
