Thursday, February 4, 2016

INSULTS









Your insults are like cold dead hands

 that try to catch me to pull me down to your empty abyss.


You will never catch me because


 I am as bright and as hot as a blazing shining sun.


Your hands well never touch me for


 they melt like ice cubes under the sun's blaze.


I'll shine on forever as you 

stay in your dark empty abyss.