Poems from cweekley94
Death is a woman when she is killed emotionaly.
Death is a woman when her heart is broken.
Death is a woman when she is abused by the man....
I am from a broken home.
Where I had to raise myself and protect my family.
I am from a house of lies.
Where my parents never felt love for...
You have the strength of a soldier and the willingness to fight.
You have the strength that will carry you far through foreign lands.
A gun...
Piercing through a heart.
Ripping apart souls.
Stealing people's lives.
Exploiting the hidden truths.
Cutting like a knife.
Her eyes are as...
I am from the infantry.
From soldiers who have fought to their death.
Through deployments and basic training, they triumph over all.
I am...