Tears fall
Birds don't call
Love no more
Blood on the floor
Death is sad
Murder is bad
Why did you do it
With just one hit
A poem written for all those victims of abuse that have been killed by their abuser. You will never truly die. Your spirit goes on in the hearts of your family, friends and those who fight to stop this wretched thing we call abuse. You are what keep us going in the world of today. You are our strength when we are weak. You are the light at the end of the tunnel. And you are the hand that pulls us out of danger. I know you all will live on in my heart. Though I may not know your names I know you are there. I can feel your presence, when I cry, comforting me, letting me know everything will be alright. Heres to you my friends unknown.
 Aki Heaven · Sat Aug 22, 2009 @ 04:50am · 1 Comments |
