I can't believe she's gone
She meant so much to me
Then some bastard on a motorbike
Runs her down
And leaves her there to bleed
Sitting in the gutter
With her in my arms
She looks so helpless
Just lying there
I hold her close
She takes her final breath
And goes limp
She's gone now
Cold and still
She's left this world
And I am left to feel the pain
Now that she's gone
All because of that bastard and his motorbike
This is a poem about my cat who was killed by some bastard on a motorbike. He was speeding and didn't even stop when he hit her and sent her flying through the air. It broke my heart.
