Child lie your head upon this pillow
And never be afraid to cry
Yes, life is hard, I really canít lie
But what does it matter when were all going to die?
Hereís a safety pin, donít hesitate pierce it through your skin
A drop of blood to seal our fates
A moment realized a second to late
Now I canít run nor can I hide
Gods not my savior thatís why I died.
Hope and faith they all turn away
Cause they canít face the truth as her body decays
Bound by the doom of being alone
While this worlds happiness sets in stone
The tears they cry and things they canít see
Oblivious to the fact that there not really free
But how does one tell when there empty inside
We all have the virus we all have to lie
Life still goes on; time never stops and either do we
Thatís why my child Iím hoping
You wonít grow up to be just like me!
Wow, the adoration of a sister is beautiful,
I have younger sisters too, and they are just like this, wanting to be what you have become but all you want is for them to be better than you ever could be. You must love her very much as Im sure you do, and this has a very deep emotional sentiment attached to it that goes for beyond the words of the poem; it lies more in the nature of humans and their closeness with their families.
great write, and you could change a few things but it wouldnt change the emotion in this piece
You are a good writer, so I hope to see more from you, gothicgirl
The first and second stanza seem kind like they don't fit the rest of the poem. But from stanza 3 to the end I loved it. It was written very well, but it didn't have much emotion. Other than that it was great. Keep up the awesome work, and I'll keep reading