Cries Of The Lonely Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Nonsense never forgiven, a lasting impression being etched upon
the mind of a youngster with an undeveloped mind, buried inside
mounds of dirt and clay.

Rolling towards the emptiness that will always be there to ruin
other's lives.

Temperaments being savagely beaten into the ground abusively and
unrelentingly.

Washing the motions of life with soap and tears, running down
sides of faces in emotional storms, violently pushing everything
good aside to be ignored in plaintive cries of the lonely.