5 a.m.

The death of many occurred this morning
I could feel it behind my eyes the night before
I knew I was leaving more behind then just my home
I just didn't know there was no way back
For days, the tears rolled down my face
And I saw her turn cold with the loss of her mother
I gripped the back of her shirt as I fell
But she decided to walk into Gods arms instead
I place my dying girls behind me
For I will guard them without their consent
I can't face them when I have nothing to say
I just hope they feel love from that distance
It's so cliché now to say she's safe
It's overrated to know I'm not the one who saved her
I knew the night before that something wasn't right
And, hell, was I right..

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Intuition is the highest form of knowledge and should never be underestimated. A very compelling poem.

[Alex Minito]

awh.

[Tallulah]

Sad and powerful. Great wording and description. I like it a lot.
I can't face them when I have nothing to say
I just hope they feel love from that distance
^that is my fave part, It hold a lot of emotion. Great job.