How has it come to this,
Heartbeats are missed,
Anger in full flow,
Only seeing the red mist.
Battle lines drawn,
First blood all but gone,
A family shattered,
A loved one gone,
Although he lives on.
You were a great friend,
Someone on which I could depend,
A sane voice to give,
A balanced opinion to lend,
But now you just want it to end.
What has happened,
Why has it come to this,
Can’t we just sit down,
Or is this it for us,
A situation that can’t be fixed.
©The Pesky Poet
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