We have never met
but I feel like I miss you already...
A blank stare on her face,
sitting up straight as she can...
I wished I could melt away
into the rain...
These words have been
stuck in the depths...
You made a conscious choice
to beat that child black and blue...
A new day,
but same jerks calling names...
Tonight, Jesus won't be born.
Trees, ornaments, nativity sets...
Nothing.
His plucked nails will still hurt...
Colorless mood and vague clouds
an emptiness rings loud...
We were alone in the depths of our minds. We payed...
You have seen me in my worst
and cheered on till I became the best...
If I died today
Would anyone care...