A Fairytale

Roses with thorns Thing I feel Through the shadows I deal Outta there standing firm Bullets in my hearts, I never dream Numb I feel Nothing to everything I kill Not I’m Happy Nor I’m Sad Doesn’t that mean I’m dead. I speak when I want to I feel when I want to Not in pressure of horns I love my roses with thorns 9 April 2016 14:20 Saturday © SmitFairytale

WIN That’s me telling you Take it like a few There’s colossal pain You’re gonna gain Something shall come by Someone shall stab fly You’ll never know When you’ll flow Hideous pains, thorns Shall get you torn You dream, you Drown You Numb, I frown Try to say, Stand by self You’ll Win, Save yourself 22:12 4 April 2016 Monday