(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.
