I lost my everything
Stolen in the night help me

I lost my everything
I have been robbed of all my money,
All my gold, all that was mine.
Gone in an instant, stolen,
Leaving me with nothing but the cold.
Empty hands, empty heart,
Tears that stain the shattered past.
The weight of loss, relentless,
Like the dark that’s come to last.
No hope to cling to, no way out,
Just silence, deafening, profound.
What was once mine, now erased,
A soul lost, never to be found.
But I hope they catch the thief,
And lock him up for good.
Let justice strike like thunder,
As justice always should.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️



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