I’m a witness to death, I’m a witness to them taking their last breath.
I’m a witness to shootings, I’m a witness to ducking and hidings
I’m a witness to on the run, I’m a witness to kids hitting the ground.
I’m a witness to rape, I’m a witness to being held down -growing up with rage
I’m a witness to drugs, I’m a witness to drive bys, running setting up the plugs
I’m a witness to better days, I’m a witness to the sun shinning over our heads.
I’m a witness to love oh the beauty of love, I’m a witness to the loyalty between 2 beautiful doves.
I’m a witness to marriage, I’m a witness to happily ever afters, with kids and babies in a carriage
I’m a witness to heartbreaks and empty thoughts
I’m a witness to self love that was taught.
I’m a witness to growth,I’m a witness of dedication to what matters the most
I’m a witness to confusion of sexuality, I’m a witness to double homicides and police brutality.
I’m a witness of accepting the truth, I’m a witness of the cruelty of this world
I’m a witness of standing for something and falling for nothing but
I refuse to witness myself to be let behind or put on reserved.
What have you witnessed?
Skatie's Weekly Poetry Blog 
This is a really deep poem and like how i can relate to some of the things you talk about. Like when your talk about being a witness to heartbreaks and empty thoughts or the witness to confusion of sexuality. really a good and deep post.
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thank you. I really appreciate it
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This is a very deep poem. I love how it is something people can relate to. Like I’m a witness to heartbreaks and empty thoughts everyone knows how that feels. The one that hits deep for me is when you talk about sexuality.
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