Guardian angels
Reaching out to touch you,
a hand in need.
Guardian Angels were are you?
A girl needs you
a struggle of desolation.
A fight against that razor
a fight against herself.
And every night she prays
that the next day won't be that bad.
A black abyss.
But the very next day her heart is pounded away,
as another bruise spots her skin.
He writes poetry to hide his pain
simple gain
shadow puppets haunting glears.
Crazy stares.
No hugs to comfort him
no solace at all.
Screams from anger
tears of despair.
Born into a world were noone cares.
Guardian Angels were are you?
This young teen needs you
to break free.
Guardian Angels were are you?
So many need you.
So many to comfort,
and hold.