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The kids I loved the most Had become an evil Oh life what did I do? There is no a place to go My soul cried so hard My Blister heart Have no rest I’m weak and powerless This place makes me sick I’ve no a power to speak Every day, I’m frighten I’m left by myself alone I’m scared of them Their action tortures me From inside and out While I was crying, I Prayed to God I told Him everything was alright I just feel unwanted and unloved So take me away If I don’t belong in this world If I die and leave from their sight, The kids I loved the most, Wouldn’t they be happy at last?
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
The Kids
The kids I loved the most Had become an evil Oh life what did I do? There is no a place to go My soul cried so hard My Blister heart Have no rest I’m weak and powerless This place makes me sick I’ve no a power to speak Every day, I’m frighten I’m left by myself alone I’m scared of them Their action tortures me From inside and out While I was crying, I Prayed to God I told Him everything was alright I just feel unwanted and unloved So take me away If I don’t belong in this world If I die and leave from their sight, The kids I loved the most, Wouldn’t they be happy at last?
faith-lindquist
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
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