I have created a monster.
A monster of defeat.
One that tends to think.
But never speak.
I have created a monster.
A monster of emotion.
One that loves always.
And shows all her devotion.
I have created a monster.
A monster of spite.
One who does wrong.
But always thought right.
I have created a monster.
A monster of itself.
One who knows everyone.
But my own self.
Sep 12, 2010
Sep 12, 2010 at 9:44 PM UTC
The stars are above.
The earth is below.
The rain is a present.
The sun is a show.
The moon is a treasure.
The dirt is engaging.
The water is plenty.
The air is stimulating .
The wind is strong.
The living is a circus.
The dead is six deep.
And yet the gravity refutes us.
Sep 12, 2010
Sep 12, 2010 at 9:37 PM UTC