Bullets Of Abuse

Life silenced, torn apart by bullets of abuse. Forgotten ages of peace and happiness, foreign, lasting only in memories of hate. Listening to many stories left behind, tales repeated because not enough people care to really see what goes on around them. No one searches until it is too late and life is lost. Hopeless, forlorn, children left in the wake of abuse and violence are torn apart from the life they knew. Eternally broken, no sense of connection, love or acceptance - they are left to survive - at a loss for life. Stranded, alone in a lost city, hiding behind guilt and shame, afraid to venture out. Hiding fearfully within their undeveloped, child-like minds.