Okay, this is like the saddest/most depressing thing I have EVER written, I don’t know why I came up with this idea and had such a strong urge to write it, but I did. I didn’t even have a bad day either, I had a good day… It turned into a poem on its own and well, will probably make you cry.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

                Red lights, flashing lights.

People yelling, people screaming, people crying.

Sirens piercing the usual night calmness.

Confusion, chaos, catastrophe.

A black van on a black night.

It shouldn’t have happened, it couldn’t have happened, but it did happen.

Hot pink objects strewn over the blacktop.

Fan gifts, fan letters, fan mementos.

As if the fandom’s heart was ripped out, torn up, and abandoned to soak in the rain.

Blood, tears, agony.

Someone asks, “Survivors?”

Another shakes his head.

Broken hearts, broken lives, broken fans.

A tragedy on a cold rainy night.