The last time I saw you,
Why I barely remember your face.
All I know to be true
Was that guns were pointing straight at
Me and you
'Why?'
I thought
'What had we done wrong?'
You were gone before I could even say
Goodbye
There was dust
And tears
And screaming
It could be years
Before we meet again
Would I ever see you again?
I have discovered over this time,
That I am just another face
In a sea of those who were taken
Locked away
And are now lost
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Imagine being taken away from your mother
And literally living behind bars
With only a mat
And foil blanket to protect you at night.
Honestly, a really terrifying thing about what's happening right now
Is that all of it was planned
They had these 'detention centers' ready to go
They were prepared to rip these families apart
This bill that was signed, isn't going to do squat
It's just a way to cover their asses
What the hell
(It should be noted that I have my own opinions, don't like them? Ok leave byee )
YOU ARE READING
Honey
PoetryHaha guess what this was gonna be a serious thing but like most things in my life- Self sabotage took over Aka this is a big ol' 'book' of shitposts and small moments of mini mental breakdowns Enter at yer own risks kiddos
