there are some people who have no feeling
no voice
no hope
they live on the fear and sufferings of others and prey on the weak
they choose to grasp tightly those who cannot fend for themselves
slowly but surely they kill them
and that makes them horrible wretched people
YOU ARE READING
i used to know people
ŞiirPoetry in a light, heartbreaking, yet simple form. reckless, fearless, and all of the above
