While She's being murdered

by Chelsey

As I lay in my bed all cozy and warm
Branches hit the window from the treacherous storm
I'm safe, doors locked, I set the alarm
Dad's home, so I know I'm far from being in harm

I shut off the light, pray to the Lord my soul to keep
Close my eyes and count on 8 hours of good sleep
And always in the back of my mind, I think of those girls
Raped, murdered, abused somewhere in this world

While She's being murdered I'm in my cozy nook
I think of all those lives those disgusting men have took
Thrown in dumpsters, rivers, buried alive
Breaks my heart and tears me up inside

While She's being murdered I go on with my life
A soul now off to heaven, a mother, daughter, and a wife
They blind fold her, pull her hair, beat her like shes meat
Stuff a sock in her mouth, bind her hands and feet

While She's being murdered and he leaves her there to die
I can't help but question it, please tell me God why?
I lay in silence in my bed as innocent girls are taken away
I ask God to keep me safe and allow me to make it another day

Submission date : 2009-11-04

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