I know he's there
deep down somewhere
sometimes he sleeps and I pray he will never wake up
but then one day
he opens his eyes, yarning mouth opened wide
crawling up my throat then to my soul
my destiny is sentenced to suffer and it just keeps getting rougher
because they seem to grow, multiply by the day
I guess I have to carry them in life the entire way...
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC