Do you know his suffering?
Do you know my pain?
A thousand streams of crimson red,
Running like the rain.
My heart, it cracked,
sobbing wracking my whole frame.
My chest it aches, pain reverberating in the confines of my chest,
I wish it could end,
With scarllet came the death of him ,
The one who knew no sin,
I wish could have avoided it,
But this was is what it is.
I knew before time began,
This pain would come to stab me,
Rip my still beating heart,
Right from my chest,
He's my son,
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A Song Of Winter And Spring: Poetry depicting heartbreak And happiness
PoetryVarious poems I've written on different topics!
