(A/N) Cool, another poem that popped into my head.


No One Cares


So, here we are,

Falling in my doom.

I watched the peoples,

In so many ways,

No one had an idea what is on the other side of the world,

No one had an idea what is happening in the world.

No one thought that today,

Somebody would die,

No one cares,

It's a reality that I must come face to face

No one cares

When will the last drop of rain

Fall into the sea

And

No one cares

When will the last leaf

Fallen from the tree

Fall on the forest ground

No one cares,

When will someone

Die

And today,

It's my turn.

I turned to my parents

I told them my secret

They rejected me

They didn't care that I was their son

All what they saw is a ghost.

Their worst enemy

That didn't do nothing wrong.

Who were the villains?

Is it me?

Or my parents?

What is a meaning of life then?

Is it just to live and die?

Or is there something more?

What is the men without soul?

Is it just an empty shell?

Or

Is it a man, looking for love?

This question,

Will never be answered.

Some peoples are saying

That love is what every human need,

But what is then with anger

It's also showed as that we are just humans.

I was shot in my back

That's when it hit me

You are born,

You live,

You die,

It's a cycle of life.

I don't want

To fall into black,

I don't want to slept through the cracks

So,

I'm begging,

Someone,

Please, help me!

They all said,

Never give up,

But why to try,

If there is no escape,

And everyone know it.

At my last breath,

I managed to open my eyes,

To saw faces of my killers, my parents.

They... Didn't care.

Their son, I, dying.

They just watch me.

The last thing I saw,

Are faces of a killer,

The last thing that I remember,

Is darkness...

Now, the end finnaly come,

And it was the last time,

That I left a small smile,

Because, we are just a humans.


I know, it's sad, but I hope that this poem will got you thinking about something's like it did me.