A Poem by RachelReaper

Sad poem



Can you please

Explain to me

When it all

Went to hell

When we stopped

Caring and sharing

For each other?

We're always attacking

Cat scratching,

Loud yelling

Never stopping

For fear we would

Give in to all our sorrow

Was all of our

Love just borrowed?

Never really ours

Never really yours

Never really mine

How is that fair?

Where is our share?

When did it start?

Where will it end?

Do we really expend

So much energy

Trying to get even?

Are we ever even?

Or are we beaten

And cheated

And defeated?

Aren't we tired

Of this war?

Aren't we sick of

Coming back for more?

When all it is

Is an uneven score

Never to be settled

But don't get me wrong

I'll never go along

And surrender

Never be a white flag holder

I'll go as long

As you can

I'll never show

A weakness

For your ego

This will go on forever

Even though I wish

We had never

Gone to such

A hard core

Kind of heartless gore

That is our



© 2012 RachelReaper

Author's Note

This isn't about me, but about my uncle and ex-aunt who have had a horrible divorce. It meant a lot to me, because I went to stay with my uncle in FL and I heard him talking about how my ex-aunt was effecting my two cousins and I wanted to wanted to to write this as sort of in my uncle's point of view. What do you guys think of it? Please review.

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Yeah.Life is War,overcome it...

Posted 11 Years Ago

yea.. this is long but great poem :D
like this poem...

Posted 11 Years Ago

This is sad yet truly amazing! Powerful piece, great job.

Posted 11 Years Ago

AW this is sad. I like the short lines, they really dive the point home. You were able to compare you real life expierence to war very well. Great write and full of emotion!

Posted 11 Years Ago

I wish we would all get along like children. Everything is completely innocent. There is no drama and there is no strife. Pure peace.

Posted 11 Years Ago

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25 Reviews
Added on September 15, 2012
Last Updated on September 15, 2012



Hey!!!!! My name is Rachel, and my unofficial last name is Reaper. I am 14 years old. Blood and kisses to all who review my work, I appreciate it so much and couldn't express to you how much it means .. more..

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