Bodies lay dead and I know exactly what to expect <br />Grief, sorrow, pain, which emotion should I select <br /> <br />Never learned of nothing wiser, never chose another path <br />Though with my voice I warned them proudly, they must have looked at me and laughed <br /> <br />Let the lips of death kiss the rotting of deceit <br />Where their guardian angel will accept his defeat <br /> <br />No longer anything to lose, since all has already gone <br />And though they didn’t start it, all of them were wrong <br /> <br />No one cared about their family, no one cared how I would feel, <br />And now the lost that left a hole, will probably never heal <br /> <br />So now it seems that weather clouds over my day <br />And almost impossible that the sun will ever shine my way <br /> <br />Look at my innocent words drift away where their spirits may fly <br />As I place flowers on the grave where each body must lye. <br /> <br />By: Breanna Givens<br /><br />breanna givens<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dead-and-gone-5/
