The lions <br />they do not sleep at night <br />because they need to see you cry <br />to make you fall in mud and dirt <br />they need to hear you swear their names <br />to hit you more and more and more <br /> <br />you do not die but hell you cry <br />the pain is there and never gone <br />the blood spilled on the hungry blade <br />is hot and red and 'delicious' they say <br /> <br />you try to die to get away <br />by charging them with tight shut eyes <br />you try to fight to gain your death <br />to sleep forever without pain.<br /><br />Junkyard Of Muses<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-hard-hard-night/
