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Who cares anyway Nov 2014
Isn’t it hard to believe
Someone would give their life
For you and for me?
Leaving behind a husband or wife

Maybe they had children
A few brothers or sisters
At least a million
Fallen Mrs. and Mr’s

Never again will they see the glow
Of a warm, welcoming light
Feel the chill of powdery snow
For a rare Christmas of white

Not even one last goodbye
To those in their lives who mattered
Just a peaceful sigh
From the soldier who is tattered

These strangers who lay down their lives
Are hidden everywhere
So thank he who survives
Show them that you care

©Meghan Weatherford
I am writing this for a veterans day program at my high school, so please do not use it for anything. If you really want to use it, then comment or get ahold of me and I will see what I can do. But no matter what-it belongs to me.
Who cares anyway Nov 2014
My true colors
Are black and grey
I'm not like the others
You don't want me
Please go away

I'm a jumbled mess
And I know you are too
But it will hurt me less
If you go away
You've got the wrong address

It's a trick of light
I'm not what you think
It's not what it seems
Too late
Who cares anyway Nov 2014
Butterflies
don't exist
when you
talk to me.
Instead, I
feel at ease,
as though I've
known you my entire life. The rest of the
world is silenced to a low buzz, not quite
"you and I", yet we still have our very own                  ittle infinity.
Who cares anyway Nov 2014
You're not like the rest
I can already tell
You're trying your best
Though you've been through hell

When I look at you
I see a whirling storm
Believe me when I say, I swear it's true
Don't be afraid-I'll keep you warm

Lay with me
Hold me tight
Can't you see
Everything will be all right

Don't push me away
I'm broken too
Believe me when I say
I need you
Who cares anyway Nov 2014
If there wasn't pain
There would be no poets
For we write about things
That hurt us, damage us, break us

Right?
Who cares anyway Nov 2014
Encircling a pile of flames
Surrounded by friends
I glance at you
You're already staring

Then you turn down
Any words I say
It hurts, it stings
But is nothing near
The bigger picture

If you choose to look through me
I don't know if I'll heal
This will never workout
I'm giving up this fight

For I know that it was a joke
A sick, filthy, twisted lie
But I guess you don't care
That I barely slept last night, right?

So please tell me
Give me a break
I'm begging you please
What did last night mean?
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