The lost child

Young child,you was six
The day your life collide
Hundred you lost
 Your childhood, it cost
Your family,you will never see again
All that is left is tear and pain
You used to be happy , jumping and singing
Now all you do is crying and drinking
It hurts every time you remember
You used to think suicide was the answer
You still think about it from time to time
Pick up a knife, and cut a line
They think they know your story
Because they watched the movie
But they don't know the smell of a dead body
Or the screams of a burning baby
They never seen a mother bagging for her child life
Or a husband picking body parts of his dead wife
They will never know how it feel to say goodbye every night
Because you don't know if you will make it to the next daylight
Now, all of this are moving pictures on the left side of your brain
That keep playing and playing again and again