It's filled with pain
My mind is stained
Stained with every memory
Sometimes I think today will be my last day
This place causes me so much pain
I wish I didn't have to stay
Some days are worse than others
Dying for food
I'd do anything
To many things go through my head
Will I be able to keep down my next meal?
Will I live for tomorrow?
Is this terrifying place even real?
I feel so alone
Yet I'm surrounded by people
But this place could not be called a home
There's no life in these places
Or in these faces
Everyone looks dead
As so do I
Most of us haven't been fed
My eyes have been marked
With these dead bodies that lay upon the ground
Without a soul I still look at them
Soon I may be found
As one of them
Copyright © jack Taylor | Year Posted 2014
You have my soul, but you have your fate
Whatever your words, I’m willing to take
You have my word; I’ll give you my breath
It’s like a chain that would never be break
You are my love with all my heart,
I’ll fight for you with all my might.
And in the way, you admire your goals,
You hold my hands, but not so close.
As you go to your chosen path,
I’ll accept the fact that we will be apart.
In the dark side, I leave behind
Within my faith, that you’ll arise
Please don’t look back, coz I’m fighting still
I’m hurting so much! Don’t want to have you near
I accept my fate for what it does,
I’m bleeding so much, do you know for whom it was?
You reach your goals, as you want to have,
Would you remind the man that gave what he had?
As you reach the stars, and be the one
Be a sun that shines its own.
After the rain, the rainbow comes,
Like dark in the moon, when the light flash
A glimpse from you at least a short
For then I knew my pain is worth.
Copyright © Emmanuel Fajutagana | Year Posted 2013
There are no words
There are no words, to describe the pain
there are no words to try to explain
How senseless gun violence is!
There are no words, there are way too many tears
there are no more words to allay your many fears
From wicked evil acts!
There are no words, to describe how we feel
there are no words, the numbing pain is real
The loss is overwhelming!
There are no words, to explain why man kills
there are no words to explain or justify the thrill
There just... are no words!
This poet is...left speechless!
A young mother who is pregnant is shot dead in her car in Toronto
no known motive.Her baby delivered by C section died yesterday.
Christina Grimmie popular young singer shot dead signing autographs after concert.
John Derek Hamilton
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2016
I do not know?
*A assignment was due in class. *
Every time a gun shoots
A tree looses its roots
Every time there is bloodshed
Along with it millions of tears are shed
Every time a heart is stabbed
Someone else’s life gets barren
As violence grows
Many more mothers moan
The sounds of destruction
Overpowers the voice of those
Who are innocent
Who suffer with no reason
Who beg for life
Who have heart full of innocence
Why do so much violence?
That the child’s cry cannot be heard
When his father is killed
Why do so much violence?
That a mother moans
Over her child’s dead remains
Why do so much violence
For winning any stupid battle
Which is taking lives
Of people who have wives
And mothers and children
When you can keep calm
Talk things out
Do whatever you can
To keep violence out
Because there is no sin as big as
Copyright © donna lu | Year Posted 2013
LAST OF HOPE
When night comes and darkness takes over
Where is the saturation of inner light?
What has come over the soul within?
Asking and not finding
Seeking and nowhere to see beneath
The struggle and agony is unbearable
Weather is stormy, struggles are strong
Nowhere to hide, someone to seek help
Time has come to say goodbye
None to promise in the next life
The light is gone, time has come
Forgiveness is urgent and struggling for pardon
No! No! There is no way to go!
Time has come. Time to go
Copyright © Tatiana Nde | Year Posted 2016
We couldn't with stand it, her death between us
She held us together by a thread and now we're hit by that same old bus
We were gone anyway, she wanted us together
I did it for her, because in any weather
I would do whatever
because I loved her forever
I have not one regret
I don't even get upset
I still don't want you and never will now
I have too much resentment and no matter how
you treat me it doesn't matter
I just get madder
You took away my sexuality for years and years
because you were playing God and made me fear
you and I was so brain washed that
when you hit her dog in the face with your fist, you rat
that should have told me to run
this wouldn't ever be fun
for her, my precious angel with wings
so important and deserved better things
in her life now and I tried to protect her from
her abusive father that I couldn't run
because of the fear
it was so near
So I don't want you anymore
I'm ecstatic that we're divorced
because you don't know how
you really hurt us
we knew we couldn't fuss
So bye now, we're calling it "quits" now!
Copyright © Faith Dye | Year Posted 2015
Dear mom and dad, you told me I was your treasure
My heart quivers to ask you, why did you leave me to break under the pressure?
A worthless, wretched, withered flower, that was I
Nonetheless, I always did my part
I dreamed of your embrace, wished for a little praise; yet your groans and snide remarks
Only shattered what was left of my heart
I was an dirty, filthy mattress, in desperate need of cleaning
Struck with wooden bat, each night, as i'd yelp
Your scoldings, your beatings, your old leather belt
It hurts to say, they never really helped
Dear lover, my love was true
It hurt to know, love was just a game for you
My heart was a mere counter on the board
It would suffer turns and turns just to get to you
My veins were the lonely pathways
My blood still reeks of all the sorrows you've put me through
You left; as i struggled to survived with all my might
You left; with nothing but a shoddy rope and a rusty dagger by my side
Life is a prison
All doors shut tight, each moment I become less and less sane
There only ever is one escape
I never wished to stop living, I only wished to cease the pain
Tonight, as the clock strickes midnight
My foot will caress the chair, I'll count till three
I died a long time ago
But tonight, I'd finally be free
Goodbye, beloved, father and mother
Thank you for letting me die, thank you for not being aware
Signing off, Yours truly,
A descendent, a progeny, a lover, your worst nightmare
Such effort to write, when you wouldn't even read it, would you?
Pools of blood splattered on the floor, your ugly heart falling out, you couldn't watch as you disintegrate, could you?
Scraping your eyes, tearing your throat while you scream silently, motionless on your bed
After all, one can't really be convicted for murder when the murderer is already dead
Copyright © Parisha Vasudeva | Year Posted 2017