Save Them Before It’s Too Late

I want to grab them,
hold them 4ever.
Never let them go.
Save them from this horrid world.

I don’t want them to go thru the pain I did.
I don’t want them to cry themselves to sleep,
stand on a bridge like I did.
Want to did and the pain.

Most of all I don’t want them to look
upon a bridge.
Look upon the rushing water.
Waiting for their reflection to occur.
Then want to stab and let go.

I do not want my baby girl
to start bad habits that I have.
For her to get so caught up in love,
you only hate.

I do not want my buddy boy
to be in a gang like I once was.
For him to cut, scream and cry.
Then move on as if nothing happened.

For all I want is for them to be happy
kill me if you please,
just don’t make them scream.
Don’t make the pain for them as me.

I want to save them.
To end the pain.
Before it’s too late.
To save them from the horror.

It was too late for me.
I was lost,
never to be found.
Lost in pain and fear.

To save my babies.
My sister whom loves them so,
but does not realize
they are so low.

Their parents divorced,
just as mine did.
Don’t let one parent float away,
and leave them to scream.

Let them have parents at least in the same state.
For is that so much to ask?
To favor of you?
Don’t make the scream of pain land upon them.

Save them God,
Before it’s too late.