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May 2014
Blue eyes never to open again.
He didn't even care.
How could he not care?
That *******.

Months had past since I had seen you last.

I wish I could look him in the eyes.
Tell him that he's worthless, that he should've been the one to die.

Graduation and prom.
Children and real love.
Snuggling on the couch with an angel sent from above.

Stolen!

He shouldn't know happiness.
He shouldn't know love.
Why should he?
He's a monster

The look in his eyes when he laughed at your mothers sorrow, her despair, her sadness so much like a ruthless cancer..
Awful.


I hate him.
He stole your life.

He stole my goodbye!
Surg girl
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