Lion’s Den
I been thrown to too many lions
have their scratches all over my back
They left those there
so i would never forget
–
I love playing with fire
If i say other wise
Call me a liar
Trouble runs through my veins
–
It’s this addiction
I can’t explain
The adrenaline
Goes to my brain
–
however its hard to stay sane
when you’ve endured
witnessed
So much pain
–
Not only did they scar my flesh
They etched their signature on my soul
So i’ll never forget when
I was left for dead in the Lion’s den
Mask Off art feelings inspiration life Poetry strength thoughts
G.S View All →
The best way to get to know a person is not by what they say about themselves, but what they say about the world, people and everything else. So if you want to get to know me there is no better way than just simply reading my work. It’s the window to my soul.
