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Death of a child.

Watching them die with that look in their eyes trying to survive, knowing that they don’t want to die. They try to keep their eyes awake for goodness sake, just one more day they pray to the heavens above to keep me on earth with my family whom I love.
I don’t want to die today I want to stay just one more day.

They are alone on earth dieing ever so slowly, the pain is so harsh so terrible. They want to end it all but in a way they don’t. They are afraid to die you can see it in their eyes when they start to close they struggle to keep them open. There voice starts to quite down the body starts to shake there minds are full of fear knowing that the end is near.

I don’t want to die not today, please lord just keep me one more day, just one more day to see the rest of my life, to my family my friends just one more time. Today is not the day that I wanted to end it all.  Maybe tomorrow when I have completed it all.

The next day I awoke in a heaven so blue, angels greeting me saying no more pain you are safe now you can see your friends and family just look down to earth. You can keep them safe with words of pray. Today they are sad but who knows about the next day.

I walk down the streets of gold and along the crystal sea I see the people who are 200 years older than me. I am much happier hear than the pain I felt on earth, I can run and be free from the pain the felt on earth. I can eat as much as I want getting a full tummy, getting the strength and power that I need that I didn’t have on earth.


Written by Aaron Laplante On May 2nd 2003
Do you ever dream?

Do you ever dream a dream for hope to come true? Thinking that the world belongs to you. When you wake up and know that it’s not true, all the things you though of won't come too. 

When you dream do you wish for the impossible, Knowing if the truth would really come through. Are you sad and want to die and dream of flying to the sky. To be happy for evermore to see that no one will knock on your door.

A dream was meant to come true not just for me but only for you. But for the others in the world who need it the most. The people who hopes and dreams left them forever.

Do you ever dream?

A dream to come true wishing that someday it will all come back to you? Reading a book on what you just saw doesn’t solve anything but your memory does all.

Do you dream