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Your Gone
"Gone." 12-4-2010 6:24 AM
Another dead, no more tears
I've shed too much
The pain
Kills
Suicidal thoughts
Fill my head
I can't even sleep in the
comfort of my own bed
A headache going on in my
head
Why did you have to go?
A full life ahead of you
So much to show
Yet you took that gun and blasted it
Took your life
Now your mama and papa
don't know what to do
Your body, lays on the floor
Your face, is colder then ice
No pulse no pulse
Your mother is crying a storm
My baby! My baby! She screams
Your father is a broken down wreck
Why did you do it ?
When you had so much to
offer this World
Now, your 6 feet under
Your body, lays motionless
Your mothers cries are heard
like a echo through a tunnel.
So many tears
and emotionally unstable.
Her cries are heard
Her eyes must be dry like a
date picked on a hot day
Her tears, hit the floor like atomic bombs
Trying to grasp some air
yet none can be grasped.
Her voice. Strong and high
pitched, is heard
Her cries are what leave me
cringing at night.
So much screaming and pain
I feel as if I'm sitting
through the holocaust
Each painful sob is like a
Jewish person being
whipped or burned.
Thrown in the scorching
oven and coming out burnt.
Whipped so hard, their sobs
are equivalent to a baby
crying. Yet, here is your
mother also equivalent to a
screaming infant. She
screams. And screams and
screams until her lungs have
no air to allow her to
breathe. Tears fall from my
eyes.
Pain in my head.
Your dead, enough said.
And I try to cope, but I've
shed so much crying a river
is common. What did it take
for you to realize we loved
you? What did it take to
realize you weren't alone?
You had a purpose on this Earth
The lord put you on this
Earth, gave you life and u
repay him by leaving early?
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