My poor little beast, he's not a beast at all.
Simply a product of his environmental chaos, and the most intriguing of them all.
He tosses and turns all night, his demons won't let him sleep, but shhhh when the morning comes he'll surely find some to keep.
I watch him as he struggles, to keep his ones at bay.
But the nasty little ******** they just won't stay away.
I give my touch love and time, all because he is mine.
My poor big monster loves me to pieces, I know this because he tells me so when I really need it.
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
My poor little beast, he's not a beast at all.
Simply a product of his environmental chaos, and the most intriguing of them all.
He tosses and turns all night, his demons won't let him sleep, but shhhh when the morning comes he'll surely find some to keep.
I watch him as he struggles, to keep his ones at bay.
But the nasty little ******** they just won't stay away.
I give my touch love and time, all because he is mine.
My poor big monster loves me to pieces, I know this because he tells me so when I really need it.
My love is a lost one.
