My heart hurts for the youth A lack of direction and care Existing in a world who does not see Or hear Their cries The only time they are seen is when they die Countless times How are we not dealing with these crimes? Have we lost our minds?
As I stand in the room
Staring upon eyes of wonder
I wonder
How much more love do I have?
I’ve given enough away already
A shiv slowly carving into me
My body can only hemorrhage for so long
I am trying find a way
To bring you back to where we were
The warm summer day
When we became lost amongst street signs
Oblivious to the destination we knew nothing about
Be not afraid The road does not end here
As time slips through your fingers
Each grain of sand harder to grasp
Until one remains
Resting upon the palm of your hand
Memories of your past
Expanding from this single grain
Connecting to the ground below
A bridge to the existence you once had
That is impossible to cross
