The feeling of missing something
is lonely, the empty feeling makes
a hole in you, In life your supposed to
feel fulfilled right? Does god have a grudge
against me to have my parents taken away from me.
I hate the feeling of getting your parents
taken away from you during this
time of hearing bombs and gunshots.
is harsh more than harsh its dreadful
You just want the feeling of being protected
but its gone all gone like a leaf falling down
from a tree during winter. Why be so hopeful
when you have nobody to share your hope.
I used to say Hi to my parents but now i say
Where are you? I miss you stay safe for me
please. I have this constant worry for my
parents my body shaking and thoughts of
them circling in my head nonstop. its sucks
it really sucks its sucks so much i can`t sleep
at night I\'m really tired and my eyebags are huge.
I haven\'t slept for days i keep on hearing gunshots
and bombs, it\'s loud. I used to get a goodnight kiss but
now i get nothing no hugs, no kisses and no
affection. Nothing for me i feel unlucky like a
one leaf clover, one dying one leaf clover. God
says everyone has a different path but why is
mine so sorrow. I want to be a cherry blossom tree
but i bet the fortune teller would say i\'m a drying tree.
Why are the governments so stupidly selfish no
empathy for the people of our country we are dying
our country is like a paper getting ripped apart in tiny
pièces. I used to go to school but now i seek shelter,
i miss learning i miss everything so much i have no
hope. A lady the other day said you need hope to
survive but i lost everything my will to live, my
parents, my sister, my school, my home and my
friends. I miss everything so much in my head there\'s
no such thing as hope only a path of sorrow and
darkness. I\'m walking through a path of no grass, no
flowers, no love and nothing positive. I see crows on
A daily crow means I have bad luck hopefully not.
I haven\'t ate for days i can see my ribs, i haven\'t
showered for months i can see dirt all over me.
I\'m getting slow, I\'m really done, I can see my bones,
my eye bags and dirt filthy dirt. I\'m trying to walk but
i`m to weak i\'m too weak to live too weak to think too
weak to speak. I miss my parents. I want to see them
in a better place where we eat sweet treats. I love
sweets, I really hope it\'s better up there in heaven.