Sit my child
Hear me speak
The world for you
Seems so bleak
What was a smile
Is now a frown
But you will not tell me
What has you down
There is something I must know
Your pain I cannot forego
I used to see a boy
Playing with such a glow
Tell me my son
this isn’t you
My heart bleeds
Everything is askew
To see you so
lost to the snow
Now you are someone else
Your fate like chaos itself
I must know
Tell me now
This must be a lie
I sadly ask…why?
About the Creator
Stranna Pearsa
A long time ago I discovered the beauty and magic of the written word. The escape it provided when I was trapped was invaluable to me. It is my goal to provide that gift as it had been bestowed upon me so many times by so many others.
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