Unfortunate Fortune

Tue, 05/07/2019 - 11:02 -- 221556

Its been at least a week since they took my father.

I knew Id never see him again

Its just this feeling I have deep in my gut

Deep in my soul

And for this reason I have given up survival

How am I supposed to survive in this world anyways?

I dont even know what it means to survive anymore,

Why would I want to live?

After all that has happened,

Why would I keep pushing forward?


I heard a shot fire in the air,

Calling out for my mothers name.

They came back, for her

They took her for the same reasons they did my dad.

Brown hair, green eyes

I guess one could say I am lucky,

Lucky to have blue eyes and blonde hair

But Im not all that lucky.

Fortune has never been in my favor

I am now an orphan, no parents.

I am now a mother to my sister

I am now alone


Living life this way is no way to live

Hidding, sneaking, survival by the hour

Every waking moment is a nightmare,

Never knowing whether my sister will disappear too

Or when my turn will be next


This poem is about: 
My family
Our world


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