Short Poem by:19:33, September 2, 2013 (UTC)
My World is EmptyEdit
My world is empty
There is no more fight left in me
And there is a hole where my heart should be
Everything is gone
Everything is numb
My mate murdered before my eyes
My children died before they were even alive
Bones broken on the street
No one is safe
Lives thrown away
Even death is a better escape
He is the murderer
I am no longer numb
I am boiling over with hate
And I will get my revenge
Childhood friends long lost
And former rivals still kicking
Anyone who had a heart
We are ready
We are strong
We will be free
And you will die
I tackle and pin him to the ground and slash at his face
"This is for my mate"
"This is for my children"
Though in the end am I the same as he?
The war is won
The gang is gone
There is still a hole in my heart
But at least everyone is now free
And I will never let it happen again....