In all the ways
I did not know you,
I know you were not unkind
Or cruel

It's unfair

You are too young to rest
Erased in spite and anger

How must it feel
Cold and bleeding
In the dark alley

Knowing death is near
No one to hold your hand
And beg breath and heartbeat
'Just a little longer, please
Help is coming'

But no help came
No one to beg you to live
Only howling wind