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The streets of the city held no peace this night
The alleys held the smell of execution
The lingering taste of gun powder filled the air
And a bullet’s mark which held no retribution

There is a somber atmosphere where
Death and life hold a cold thickend embrace
A twisted love affair of tainted blood
Held an angel fallen from silenced grace

I saw her little feet looking so blue and cold
From behind the trash just beyond the bin
What a frightening sound within this quiet night
From the state of shock my heart was in

She was only eight years old with many dreams
Living on what her drug filled mom provided
This ghetto, project housing filled with pain
A spiritual war contains heaven and hell collided

She had been missing for only a few short hours
Not that her mom would have known or seen
She was high on the feeling that pipe would give
Empty hunger bought a life she didn't mean

The man drug her to that alley ***** and killed her
Where the city goes to die but never sleeps
Now lays silent an innocent angel of lost humanity
That her deadly silence now and forever keeps

I will never forget her little feet so vacant and bare
I wanted to cover her, wondering if she was cold
I wondered if her mother knew that day
It was her daughter’s precious life she sold

I can’t fathom the mind of a person hurting a child
These memories I carry have no consolation
A man with a demon on his back together, working
In their grizzly thoughts of premeditation

I was only a passerby of the alley that chilled night
I never knew her name, I never saw her face
I only saw her wings upon the building
As she left this cold and heartless place
I was watching TV this morning and they found a young girl murdered in an alley in the city. it remeinded me of something I saw when I was 14. I know what evil that walks with madness and while I can never understand that kind of premeditation...I know what a man's heart can do when it is dark. Our babies are being discarded as trash and we can't stop it...I am so completely heart broken for her tragic death. I pray that her soul finds peace from this cruel and dark place as she lived only a short time.
let the reaper take my soul,
you can't save me now.
set me free from all this mess,
i really don't know how.

can't you see it's what I want?
i don't want to be saved.
wouldn't it be easier to let me go?
dig me a deep enough grave.

the thought of death excites me,
and I don't fear it at all.
i want my lifeless body,
to lie there nice and small.

there's nothing more to fight for,
nothing left to give.
nothing for me in this world,
i don't want to live.
 Sep 2013 Alicia Strong
Kim B
I lost my little girl today.
I held her in my arms and felt
her slipping away.

As the end came sneaking in
I gave her up to medicine.
And, in my selfish way,
I prayed for even one more day.

Hurry fill the forms in and
hurry up to wait.
Knowing in the heart of me
that already I'm too late.

Then they come and take her
from my loving arms.
To poke, to **** and draw blood.
And again I wait as
they try to resuscitate.

My prayer was not heard today.
My little girl died
when her heart gave way.

Just a dog so many say.
Yet in my eyes
my child died today.

Now there's an empty
space inside that no
thing can fill. . .
except the warm memories
of my loving little girl.
 Sep 2013 Alicia Strong
Colibri
i forgot
to not let you taint my city,
to not associate my buildings
with you.
i forgot
that when you’d leave,
your portrait would be left.
i forgot
to not let you do that.

i forgot
not to let you spray paint your words
all over my haunts.
i forgot to erase your handprints off my sidewalks,
my walls,
matter of fact...
i forgot
not to let you touch.

i forgot
not to let you sit on my bench,
in my park,
you almost kissed me...
i forgot
to scrub that out.
now it’s too late.
indelible
graffiti that the others can see.

i forgot
at the library,
listening to your words,
i forgot
not to etch them into my brain.
like a broken record,
i hear them over and over.
i forgot i wouldn’t be able to get that out.

i forgot
not to let shooting stars remind me of you.
11:11
i always forget
not to make a wish for you.
i forgot
that i wasn’t supposed to compare
him to you.

i forgot
not to memorize
your hands.
your lips.
your hair, skin, eyes
on me.

i forgot
now you’re here
like a ghost
longing to be put to rest.
haunting me
in my head,
in my heart
on my sleeve.

i forgot
that in the end,
when i remembered,
that it would be too late
to erase.
did you want me to forget?
because
i remember
I am subtle, I am something.
            Born with a fist that never raises
                   I am broken, I am sullen
      Dead in the field of sardonic praises.

Dearest friend, can you bide this time,
            While the sweet sanctioned misery lies.
      Tomorrow begs for another rhyme
                   As I drift away and sever all these ties.
A sudden feeling -
One that flows through the veins,
Into your hands - clenched
The sudden urge comes up
Like yesterday's lunch,
Eyes covered in red,
Grinding teeth, clenched muscles
Angry, feverish hate,
A sudden feeling to lunge forward,
And strike
© Matthew Albert Perry, 2011
God
You worthless *******. Leaving me in such a pettyless ******* existence. This ******* . I hate you so much. There is no such thing as hope. You have not helped me one fuckinf bit . You worthless ******* coward. It is all a lie. And you, are a meaningless. Nothing.
Currents, both peaceful and agitated
dance through my head,
stirring up emotion filled sediment.

It clouds my vision, cuts off my oxygen.
Slamming the brakes
only makes me swerve into oblivion.

While flooring it blurs the billboards
I love so much, and
leaves me passing over spiked cords
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