I wrote this poem, it isn't all that good... but..
Living in this sacred world is hard
Tearing apart each person one by one
There is one person I have in mine ill tell you just a little about
It all started on a normal day like today when the news came upon them and scared their life forever. Here is how it went down.
First went their heart piece by piece,
Then there soul a little at a time,
Then there courage slowly faded with there faith slowly following.,
Then went their ability to love, loosing love caused their loss of min and last strength.
All they gained in this mess was hatred and sadness. This person does not want to live this. It will only take one more person, one more thing to take away all this person has left. There life. This persons life I have been telling you about is mine. Someone please help me, end it or I will. That is all I can ask.
