Destruction

Apr 12, 2005 08:19

Honey smells in the air
As bees swarm the hive.
A home to call their own
That can be easily knocked down
By a little boy being himself.
He will grow up to be a man
With a fear of bees by their home.
That fear will occupy him in his
Sleep with dream that distructed the dark
Until one day he can't be waken anymore.
The bees will take over the man's body
Just like he took their home
When he was just a little boy.

I wrote this a long time ago... but now I get the meaning of it. You cause your own fear when you do something to someone that is bad. You cause yourself to be parniod... maybe that is why I am so parniod a lot. I have done so many bad things in my life... that I am scared all the time. I know my time is coming soon when the world is going to get it's revenge on me... or maybe it already is.
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