fauxcroft

I got an ache

It’s like a pain,

For humanity

And the strain,

Caused by insane

Acts of brutality,

That coarses through

Those in power today

And it won’t go away,

I feel this ache,

And it hurts my soul

In every way,

So when you ask me

What is wrong,

I will tell you, being strong,

In this brutal world today

Takes pieces of you away,

It leaves you scarred

It leaves you damaged,

But I’d rather feel this

Than nothing at all,

It proves I am still alive

And that my humanity,

Has survived their brutal displays.