Little boy, Little boy...

A young boy came and held my hand
He wanted me to listen and take a stand
he cried about the darkness and innocense lost
How his life had changed and at what cost
He went on to tell me how he began to enjoy
Darkness had consumed him ,it had commenced to destroy
He began to feed on the meek and forsaken
just like his soul and innocense was taken.
Little boy, Little boy... so scarred and confused
so little you understand about those you abused
Your heart was torn and life in dismay
Did you feel that others should of had to pay
Little boy, Little boy... I am here
to give you a shoulder and dry your tear
lets push forward and begin to live
Life is long and I have learned to forgive.