Remember The Lost

I usually don't write poetry about things that aren't actually happening to me.. This is an exception.

Didn't think,

it would end like this.

 

Momma I tried my best.

I failed my test.

 

I paid the price,

my sacrifice,

to let you live free of fear.

 

So remember when you go about your day,

remember when you live and lie,

remembper the price i paid.

 

Remember,

I died for you.

Reviews

[Hoosier Belle]

my gosh this is sad really as well as beuatiful too.