I’ve watched other people’s’ lives fly by
I’ve watched the children hopes die
As they turned to drugs *** and lies
Instead of carrying their weighted lives.

I’ve watched as the boy who once cared
Slowly started to despair and the hope
Disappeared from his eyes.
It’s heart breaking.

I’ve looked through old photos.
It’s strange how happy pictures
Are the first to draw my tears.
I forgot simply how much we cared.

I believe some people don’t realize
They have something until it’s gone.
Like the wisps of wind that strip our souls
Through days, months, years disappear

I don’t know why it struck so suddenly.
But that single dusty, haunted, picture,
The boy with inspiring eyes,
The motivational one who

Played all the games
Cheered all the fights,
Danced through the night,
As if he hadn’t a care in the world,

Spoke to me.  

Maybe the reason he’s drowning
Is the reason he drowned me.
You can’t hold my head up
While yours is so far under.

The waves of hopelessness
The foaming pits of his soul.
Each step was closer to the cliff
Yet I walked ever consistently.

I still fall,
Im falling,
Falling,
As the sky disappears I wonder,

Is this how it felt?
Is this how the boy,
With the soul-searching eyes,
Felt, when I asked him to love me?