Misunderstood

Through the sunrise

They all are suffocating in their screams.
Blood pouring out of their wounds,
From the battles they fought.
Whether it was at home, outside,
In school, or in their bedroom....

She knows, she can save some of them.
Smother the pain and hold them close,
Until their souls become white again.

The night won't be cold anymore,
Without the death surrounding them.
They all can have peace once again,
Through the sunrise.