Monday, March 15, 2010

Monster.

Our attitude created this monster and now we don't know how to coexist with it. I don't fear you but I fear what you're gonna do. It's sad how you're not hungry enough to achieve all the things you talk about. As you walk away, I see the sad eyes you leave on his precious face, hands on the window watching you, saying a silent prayer in his heart. The anger clouded your heart, your words killed like a ︻╦╤─ smoking gun. You walk like you don't know how much you hurt others. The tears you caused, like you put cotton in your ears so you won't hear the thud of the tears from his lil heart. Why don't you come back and wipe the tears? Are you afraid of the disappointed look you might get. Will it remind you of the disappointed look I gave you so many times? Years passed by and I stopped caring of what this monster do but I keep an eye on this monster that we've created. There's nothing that can be done now, I think its a lil too late.

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4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Yo this poem is raw laurine....there's a lot of monsters in this world, true dat...thats some real stuff

Theerose said...

thank you :)

ollieoxenfrass. said...

I <3 this.

Theerose said...

:) twin