I start this poem with a plea,
Look at whats become of me,
Shattered dreams and a broken heart,
So much guilt where do I start?
I wanted life yet I found death,
My mother gone my children left,
My friends ticked off one by one,
No ones left now the reapers come.
I looked for God but all I find,
Is the broken world He left behind,
No more hope for united bliss,
Only waiting for the drunk mans fist.
Yet I seem to find a light,
The only thing that seem this right,
All I have is this tainted love,
As she cant bless it from above.