My Willow Tree

Another piece of my poetry I found that I wish not to lose.

Sometimes at night when you're all alone, 

In the eerie and darkness of your home. 

You seek solitude in the ink of your pen,

And you pray to god it never happens again.




Your emotions take over control and you shed a tear or two,

To think it happened forever ago but the pain still feels new.

You close your eyes for just a second and you try to drift away,

But sleeping becomes impossible because you can't stop thinking of that day. 




Pain surges through your body as you choke the memories back,

Its and honest to god feeling of your life being under attack.

And it gets harder to hold the memories back even if it happened forever ago,

Because it continues to affect your everyday life and follows you everywhere that you go. 




Just the thought that the demons could over-take his soul,

Or that when she cut with the knife she had no control. 

To know she's disabled but know not what to do,

To think that thing could've ended a life on you.




To know he was abused but not know what to say,

To think he lost his father,within a single day. 

To raise another all alone &lose the one who gave him air,

While she lived the perfect life; simply isn't fair.




Knowing that angelic,sweet little girl who was oh too early robbed of her childhood,

And that girl who covers her bruises with cloth; heaven knows shed leave if only she could. 




The closet that boys hiding in because he's too afraid to speak,

The fear that penetrates his bones;making him feel weak. 

To think if you had kept in touch they wouldn't have moved away,

To know if you had spoken up,he'd still be here today.




Having to live knowing sometimes there's nothing you can do,

Live praying for the best and hope that in time things pull through. 

Remembering when they left and the final time you said goodbye,

Seeing her face for the last time and being too afraid to cry. 




Moving from house to house whilst being left in the dark,

To experience fatality leaving its mark.

And even though people say that when you've been given enough time,

All the emotions that have been running through your mind




Will slowly begin to numb down and surely disappear,

Oh boy, they're wrong, they always stay near...