Liquid thoughts

Sometimes.

Sometimes I cry,

lying on my bathroom floor.

Thinking there are people dying,

Once a life, now breathe no more.

The thought saddens me deeply,

for I have never lost a love,

but I can understand the sorrow

that comes with every sob.

Think of young children alone,

in a dark and dangerous world.

How will they ever survive,

if no one ever taught them so.

All the horrible murders,

all the terrible illnesses,

make this world a living hell,

for all of us who witness.

For those of you who murder,

or even cause pain,

Remember what I told you,

Revenge will know your name.

Don't dare saying it's okay,

for you know very well it's not.

When death comes knocking at your door,

It shouldn't strike you as a shock.