Rockaby baby, lonely and scared
Your family hates you and nobody cares
You cry at night, by day you're a smiling face
But where your heart should be is just empty space
Hushaby baby, so broken you are
And nobody ever sees your scars
You put the gun to your head
In attempts to finally wind up dead
Rockaby baby, with no friends
you pray for everything to end
Take the pill and close your eyes
And pray in the night it takes your life
Hushaby baby, so close to death
Finally releasing your last breath
So tonight you won't cry
When you realize that you died
YOU ARE READING
Violet Flowers
PoetryMy friends asked me to publish some of my poetry soooooooo here we are.