writing Little Girl

[Pan the Fabulous Ferret 2,642]

All my tears, through practiced hands.

My burden of knowledge to that which is a cruel life.

All along such I realize now that all life is not in the beauty we wish to hold.

Throughout the winds and ravages of time and desire of evil's will,

such was the life that perhaps I never wished to know.

Little girl, why are you crying?

I see the lies and knives that make you.

Little girl, little girl...

I know not how you feel.

Perhaps I only want be what I desperately need to see.

Onto such whims as to dismiss the caress of others love and hate all the same.

On this day I myself cry.

On this day, I cry alongside the little girl whose life is left without meaning.

Little girl, what lessons do you bring from such a world?

Of fires and war, burdening you so.

I have no feelings to offer, I know not what THEY do.

I only offer these words as tribute.

These words which I only pray can bring a smile to your face.

An innocent, yet scarred face, abused and abandoned.

All time spent, wasted as you cry, I try and try, and nothing ever changes.

I fear that no one cares anymore.

Of the girl with bloodshot eyes, crying away a day of mourning.

Grievances away, save your pity, act accordingly.

Leave me to brood a message more powerful than words .

AS I ALONE WATCH AS THE LITTLE GIRL CRIES.

AS I ALONE FEEL THE PAIN THAT STALKS MY EMOTION.

Little girl…

Little girl…

I fear that I have failed you.

Inside your ravaged soul, I see the fire.

Little girl, little girl.

Standing over your body.

I only wish these words meant anything.

-David Favret

Edited November 16, 2012 by TheBronyHeart

[Master Blade the Bearded 112]

I also sometimes wonder if the world cares for the innocent anymore. It seems that when something bad happens, all people want to help, but those people that give only do it for publicity, or for a short time, then move on like nothing happened. But something did happen. Homes were torn appart and families destroyed by people's ideas and ambitions, without a thought from them of the consequences. I sometimes wonder...

[Pan the Fabulous Ferret 2,642]

I also sometimes wonder if the world cares for the innocent anymore. It seems that when something bad happens, all people want to help, but those people that give only do it for publicity, or for a short time, then move on like nothing happened. But something did happen. Homes were torn appart and families destroyed by people's ideas and ambitions, without a thought from them of the consequences. I sometimes wonder...

 

All the people I know and care for, even the people who I barely know... now they all haunt me, at the brink of every night I lie awak at the thought of their torturous lives and the experiences that everyone is forced to endure. All due to ourselves in a lack of effort or wanting. Such is our humanity and what it is founded upon.

 

And to the little girl, I am sorry, truly I am. My words may never reach you, care for you like the one you desperately want to be cared by.

 

One can only hope.

[Cherry Blossom 864]

The world is really a cruel place, because we humans made it an unwelcome home. There really should be no reason to hate eachother, because we all have one common interest... Peace.