Life
This life is a series of massacres
not an ongoing war
an onslaught of broken words
and dreams shattering to the floor
the guns are only firing from the attacking side
in life we cannot fight back
we cannot turn the tide
sometimes life gives us good
gives us rainbows through the rain
we try to mend our broken pieces
only to watch them split again
there is nothing we can do
no hope for him or her
for life is not an ongoing war
life is a massacre
Copyright © Rachel Minami | Year Posted 2016
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