Humans are just like hunters. They wanna hunt you down with every mistake you make. You can read in their eyes the hatred. They wear it inside of them. If is for their own good they would do anything to achive it, even hurt the they called loved ones. Hmm... haunt or be haunted..
I ain't no hunter, I m not gonna hunt anyone, I don t wanna hurt anyone even if it means I ll be haunted.
But is ok.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem i like it.Keep up