Grief

Sat among the embers of a forest fire
Sat here alone her plight is dire
One little girl, a...

Whose hand was it
Ripped out my heart
Leaving body so crippled
Sanity scarred

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Poetry is about expression and what you think
The gun laws in America in my opinion really stink...

Monday it's a bear
Sharp claws sink into my heart
Digging deep into the shallow waters...

Bitter relief as the dawn breaks
My heart again
As I whisper violent words
to the...

I love, not just those
I knew back then,
But those
Who were young
Back then,...

"Grief and pain can make monsters,
out of women and men,
hurt from a sin against you,
...

Mr. Fletcher no longer works here.
He left some time ago.
Simply wasn’t here one morning,...

As my little world crumbles,
From all my mistakes and tumbles,

As my dreams get swept away...

It has been seventeen years
Since that dreadful morning
Thousands lost their lives...

Sometimes we search for answers
That we can not find
So cryptic and puzzling
And...

Put the mask back on ,
Cover up...
Cover up...
Don't let them see your real face,...

I remember what I was doing, exactly seventeen years ago today;
In Old Town, Alexandria...

The Silver Box
It’s four o’clock in the morning
and everyone else is in bed.
I’m alone...

The Sands of Time run very quickly
All to soon loved ones have to go
We're then parted by the...

Whether it's loss,
New start or
A new chapter
When someone leaves
Who meant a...

I reconize agony
But it's not the same.
Its worse.
As I read her nightmare facebook...