Sad thoughts for the saddest people

words will kill me

Don't do it, they say.

It will be the end, they say.

How can someone that knows nothing say its bad?

Had they experienced the same things I had?

Are they living and exact reflection of me?

Do they know what its like to be so sad,

that the only true relief is to see

the pain roll away crimson?

One say they will understand

when the have a son or daughter

that needs a helping hand

Mabey they'll start to listen

when tears start to glisten

down their cheeks

while their child speaks

mabey they will believe its no choice

its an addiction

and only God can her the voice

Of a child called ugly

Of a child called a whore

Of a child gone missing

later found in their own gore

and can only hear the voices

Of the unspoken

As the review their choices

and they find that they have been broken.

by the sticks and stones of war.

sticks and stones may break my bones

but their words will surly kill me.