Hi everyone. I hope you all like my poems. Cause I know I do hee hee. blaugh Well talk to everyone. Seeay.
This one is kinda different. So yeah.
Night time...
Dark as hell..
Silent has can be.
No one in sight.
No one at night.
They call this Night Time.
Cause everyone is sleeping at home all,
warm and tight..
For when you are sleeping.
They are walking.
Stalking the darkness,
Sleeping through the lightness.
Feeding on the lifefulness.
Dieing on the frightfulness.
Feeling all the needs to be feeled.
To live one night through the passing light.
Thats why they call it Night Time.
 kittycatsesshomaru · Fri Sep 01, 2006 @ 02:41am · 1 Comments |
