Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2015
I used to sleep late,
for my monsters won't let me.
I used to cry myself to sleep,
for my monsters let me.
I used to want to end this all,
for my monsters are dragging me down.

...and I found my Gabrielle in you,
the angel who is guiding me through this.

p.l.n.gr
Red Brise
Written by
Red Brise  PH (MNL)
(PH (MNL))   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems