Civil War

I am a child watching a war.

I don't understand it,

Yet I watch on because I fear

If I blink for just a moment,

Someone will be gone

And no one will care.

They are too busy fighting.

This was once a peaceful place.

We mostly created together,

Crafting poems and stories to spread,

And told each other about them.

We'd see their support,

Feel and cherish their love and edits.

Things were peaceful.

Invisible people tore us apart.

We were outsourced and used.

We live under an evil eye

That watches what we do

And ignores what we say.

We tried to fight it,

But turned on each other.

I used to be an adult,

But now I am a child

Watching with glassy eyes

As my world is shred to pieces,

Remembering a time when

Peace reigned over our home

And hoping it'll return.