Don't know what I feel
But it's not a wound that can heal
Just want to close my eye
And go sit in a corner and cry
For the emotions hit me hard
Left me feeling marred
Confusion clouds my mind
That's what I always seem to find
Questions myself about it
Receives answer but with a sentence full of witt
Frustrated with it all
Didn't see where I was going so I tripped and start to fall
Only to realize that I have no one to answer my call
Finally reached to the end
Try to stand but saw that my left foot was bend
Got angry so I took out a paper and a pen
"Dear God,
I'm writing to you since your my only friend
The one I had they killed him my little Ken
He died but if I could tell you I wouldn't know when
They found him after missing for weeks at Ren
Beaten, bruised, raped and he was just ten
My heart is broken and no it hasn't mend
I'm writing my feelings out even I know it won't get send
Sincerely yours
From me big Len".
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Thoughts of the Hopeful & Broken Ones
PoesíaThoughts of the hopeful and broken ones can be deadly Knowing not what we are thinking Like quick sand the pain and the ache have us sinking Deep down in a dark part of our mind But a smile like ours makes them have nothing to find
