True or False

In a world
where the wolves
are always at our heels
devouring us piece by piece
even in a so called sanctuary
we feel the insanity
even when a smile
is a hidden dagger
waiting to pierce our
open heart
that is already cracking apart
In this world we are told
to find peace
In this world
we are to give
even when pain is all we recieve
in this world
I fall down and weep
because every Angel
is a Demon to me.  Sean



I like this poem....Beautiful.