I grant you to gently peek Careful, for there demons creep I wish you not to blindly seek For I've gotten them to peacefully sleep
You may think you can handle My mistake to reflect For you'll never again be stable Your qualities will deflect
I've been falsely honest Inside lies Diablo himself You have not yet earnest your way to the shelf
Her hands perfectly followed my seams and ripped it apart with my screams
Two more sonnets to come, am I getting this right or not? I do not want to look extremely stupid doing this, I try to touch people inside with my words. I know I sometimes post horrible poems, but I post the ones closer to my heart