For The Children... Poem by Hailey Agnew

For all the wilted roses,
for all the suicide and overdoses,
I cry for you,
On this day.
I cry for you,
I feel your pain.
For the girl,
who took the knife,
and for the boy,
who never thought twice.
For the children,
that glanced at the gun,
there is more than pain,
there is love.
Life can be fun.
And for the girl,
who pressed the blade to her wrist,
consider why,
you must resist.
The blood drips down,
in her tears she drowns,
silent night,
closes her eyes,
doesn't fight,
says goodbye.