I wrote this one night after hearing, reading and seeing the heartbreaking story about Stephanie Scott. I felt angry, disgusted and enraged about a young life stolen. This happens much too often.
Who are you to take my spirit?
Who are you to take my life?
Who are you to steal me from all the people who cherish my life?
You didn't even know me, or yet only from afar.
You had no right to take what was never yours and what you never knew.
You stole the innocence and light from my life.
You took me from all that I knew.
My life was filled with happiness and contentment but you wanted me for yourself.
You are selfish and disgraceful.
You are a monster.
Now you will be nothing.
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Poetry by Shantelle18
PoetryThis is a smattering of poetry, old and new. Sometimes the urge to write it too strong to ignore and this is the results of those instances. Some of these poems have a meaning behind them, if they do, I will write a little tag about what motivated m...
