Our hearts are monster that why our ribs are cages .

The beating its plead to be set free as it thud it way hoping you will stay .

The lungs an accomplice as it gives breath to a creature kneeling to death .

Emotions collide it feels like an endless stride , but you’re too afraid of the pride so you stay alone and hide .

The trigger blows and soon blood flows , As the air escapes making the violence fair and soon there it is silence .