Poems from cweekley94

Death is a woman when she is killed emotionaly. Death is a woman when her heart is broken. Death is a woman when she is abused by the man....
I am from a broken home. Where I had to raise myself and protect my family. I am from a house of lies. Where my parents never felt love for...
You have the strength of a soldier and the willingness to fight. You have the strength that will carry you far through foreign lands. A gun...
Piercing through a heart. Ripping apart souls. Stealing people's lives. Exploiting the hidden truths. Cutting like a knife. Her eyes are as...
I am from the infantry. From soldiers who have fought to their death. Through deployments and basic training, they triumph over all. I am...