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My friend, you betrayed me. What relief there is in that simple statement! Your actions so entirely obliterated Your pillar of my world that your betrayal Has lost its sting and I am left without a doubt:
Today is the worst day. I knew it would be. My last goodbye to you Was yesterday And I look back To see what I missed A call, a text, a post Should I have Called you, texted, replied?
Coming up to 7 years of age was a magical time. We smiled, laughed, and life sailed swiftly by. Getting to the old age of 8 saw a massive change ahead. My guardian angel was often missing, replaced with an absent father,
I watched in utter shock and disbelief The mouth that kissed me the day before Was now bringing me to tears Not missing a beat as he ripped me apart. I know it hurts but the pain is necessary, right?
We worship You The white walls, with marble pillars. These alters we construct on our school grounds. We have sacrificed our kids to be Your gladiators. And you shower us with blessings.
    Can't you hear me, give me achance, hear my screaming, I'm begging you now. When did this happen? It happened so fast, one night you're winning, the next one you're smashed.
It is that moment.   The moment you forget how to beath. The moment the ground beneath you is stripped. The moment you feel the weight of the shock echo through your bones.  
Shock sinks in so slow We wonder at trivialities Find comfort in memories Strain to touch the past Cause that’s all that’s left That will never fade Impulsively We ask
There sat a boy in class with me, with red Beats that hung around his neck, he'd never take notes in class,
 I crawled out of my grave. I stare with red rimmed eyes in shock as the emotions and truth  rape my brain. I gasp and swim with the stars as my eyes swim in tears full of epiphanies.
As I pan across the landscape, I laugh, this isn’t real. I look to where the two oak trees tower over my little country farmhouse. Their giant leafy branches just barely brushing the edge of the tar-black roof.
So you thought I wouldn’t notice and under the circumstance I almost didn’t. Remote from my problems, you hide with your perfectly sealed lips, relying solely on your vision.
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