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I think of my dad as I march on.
My legs tremble beneath me as I'm forced to run.
My father lying in the snow dead.
And I'm forced to leave him behind.
I try not to cry out as I run on.
But I feel as though theres no more life to live for me.
My father is gone.
He was the only one,
The only reason why I lived on but now I feel as though theres not a reason for me to go on.
I start to slow my pace as the other prisoners pass by and I fall onto the ground where the snow lies.
Once I was on the ground the last thing I remeber was the white snow and the sound of the shot from the gun and the bullet that had just pierced my body.
Then I was gone.
I herd the sound of my dads voice as I entered the holy place.
- by deathnote_ryuk_lover |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/05/2009 |
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- Title: holocaust poem
- Artist: deathnote_ryuk_lover
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Description:
this is a holocaust poem that i wrote when i was bored and i think that its really good and leave comments and tell me what you think of it! plz!
- Date: 05/05/2009
- Tags: holocaust poem
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