Someone tame the madness that came from the belly of this beast.
Unfortunately this Evil is heredity.
Never to be blamed, but
I never felt a cry so violent.
Never seen love rejected so immediately.
With eyes so dominate.
The beast hides behind the beauty despite her being transparent.
The reflection in the mans mirror, ones crying and ones yelling.
Separate ways but the same intentions.
Darkness with no knowledge of Light.
Future could be bright, but in that household they don’t allow night lights.
So my hands together
Despite my anger.
I take all pleasure in prayer.
In my heart I’m feeling sympathy,
But in my mind currently, I am furious.
Listening may be rare but imitating is surely present.
To hurt the ones you love could only be the devils presence.
That’s Karma at the door, not a Jehovah-Witness…
To be continued…