One can only be hopeful and pray well.
One scared of anger, and stress, but also hate.
No one is able, it's surely not swell.
Who has blessed thee with such a curse-ed fate.
One will remember, the other must die
Without a home, there's no source of light.
You take this heart, must smash it, and you try.
These tears will fall from out the blue of night.
Contagious mighty beast, crawling within.
Untaught, untold, the story it holds now.
Unleashed despite the blowing of the wind
This sound is much louder than a little meow.
Without a home, there's no way to survive
Without some hope, no one will be alive.
Assignment: Write a Sonnet
In short: You have to be filled with hope and prayer when you're scared of such things, it is unstoppable and not fun. You often thing, "Why is this happening to me?" The pain and past will live on, but it's memory has to disappear for all to be 'happy'. If you don't feel safe there's little good in your life. "Evil" crushes everything you need. These moments bring you crying by yourself, late and in the dark. Everyone gets angry, but this anger is a monster. It keeps inside a story of a troubled past and appears no matter the weather. It screams at you for everything, never calm or sweet. With this monster in the way no one can go on living.