Took me too long to realize
That it wasn't
Sharp knives, bullets and guns,
Killer viruses, or ticking bombs...
The deadliest weapon is inside me.
This head...
This mind...
This brain...
Oh what a shame.
YOU ARE READING
Unlit
PoetrySometimes I just get tired looking for my stolen matches, and so these places remain unlit. Copyright 2015 by CielloMaxin Highest ranking: #25 in Poetry 12/06/2016 DISCLAIMER: I do not own the photos I use for the covers of my books. All credits b...
