What Can We Do Poem by foxy babii

A strength inside just to keep on living on each day
The way death stares at you in you face on your way,
The way thoughts flood your mind as a ride
Thoughts of harm, of blood, of suicide.

What can a girl as i do, when we harm and starve?
When we hurt an cry, in our bodies we carve,
When our lives are wounded hearts broken
Shattered dreams are woken.

When we have given up hope of light
Say awake crying most every night,
We give every thing, we have got, our all
Yet we never cease to tumble hit and fall.

We cry out for help but we get nothing at all
No one cares or know enough to heed our call,
Around our neck a razor has its place
Falling as this grey world we face.

When tears fall and the pain becomes great
We are weak and fall into fate,
As our bodies are scared and torn
Our hearts worked and worn.

When we lie to all that care, we find
So that our lives become farther behind,
When clouds cover our sun
We always get into trouble when we have fun.

No soul cares about our cries of pain
As we break again and again,
As sour tears and our blood collide
In silence and fear we run to hide.
By foxy 07