How many?
By Hawk O’Brian
How many calls
have gone unanswered?
How many messages
have gone unheard?
How many tears
have I been forced to shed?
How many times
Have I been left for dead?
How many times
have I been on my knees?
How many times
have you ignored my pleas?
How many times
can you break my heart?
How many times
have you torn my soul apart?
How many times
can my heart break?
How much more
do I have to take?
How many times
should I try?
How many times
before I say good-bye?
She.....
By Hawk O’Brian
She is afraid,
but of what, I don’t know.
She is going to run,
but has no place to go.
I offer her my hand,
and she just slaps it away.
I want to know what’s wrong,
but she has nothing to say.
She runs and hides,
but not from monsters in the dark.
She longs for peace,
but can’t find it in her heart.
She screams for help,
but keeps everyone at bay.
I can’t help her,
so now it’s time to walk away
She cries for help,
but has no one that she trusts.
She is alone,
sitting in ashes and dust
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