It's time for a name
Not to be just another 'name'

To anyone who lost a life
You didn't die in vain

Colour doesn't matter
Inside we're all the same

It's time to stop the suffering
It's time to stop the pain

“I won’t lose you,” I say
as you slide through my fingers and fade away..

As sleep overcomes me,
my unsteady hands loosen their grip on the locket
and it slides through my fingers
and falls to the ground.

One.

Lost and alone
He gathers up his things
And disappears into the unknown.

Two.

Inseparable, like yin and yang.
They watch the sun set
As their bodies tangle together.

Three.

Best friends forever
And the third wheel.
Watching quietly, she’s alone in a crowd.

Four.

Laughing, talking, joking.
They form a tight circle,
Keeping the happiness inside.

Five.

Watching from the sidelines,
Waiting for an opening.
He wants to join in just a moment too late.

Six.

The light of my life
The bane of my existence.
She pulls out a knife to comfort a child.

Five.

He reaches out a hand,
waiting to be seen.
She takes it.

Four.

They’re closed off from the world,
blinded by reality.
She opens their eyes.

Three.

Wishing someone will truly see her.
She looks at her
And smiles.

Two.

Alone together,
They’re lost in their own world.
She gives them something to hope for.

One.

He’s achieving the impossible
But not the mundane.
She offers him friendship.

Six.

She means love.
She means life.
She means wild card.

And with just one word,
I watched as my dreams crashed down,
unable to hold
when life's harsh realities
beat down on their fragile frames.

Only the ingenuity of true poets
could describe the indescribable.