I see bodies
Huddled on the floor
Laying lifeless
Drained of hope
Deprived of what could be
Decorated with knives
Tattoos stained with
Resentment
And self-hatred
Does anyone care?

They fade into the shadows
And left abandoned
A beauty forgotten
Crumpled
Withering in defeat
From your words
That stab swords
Through hearts
Do you care?

Their eyes once saw
Mountains that touched infinite skies
A blue
So pure and clear
That once mirrored the innocence reflected
In their own
Mountains they planned to climb one day
And reach that place
So high  

Their eyes saw (but you never seemed to notice)
Lakes that appear shallow
But hold deep crystals beneath
Along with a whole life force
Flowing curving
Ripples of delight
Ecosystems
Families
Friendships
That harbor her treasures
All connected by watery strands
Of energy
Webs weaving passions and dreams
And touch the depths that dive into hearts
Of the matter
Dreams and passions that can be followed
Pursued with unrelenting
Mysteries to unlock

Their voices spoke words of wisdom that could
Transform into flighty doves and claim wings
That softly land into unbound books
Scrawled in personalized script
With the little curlicues
And indigo ink puddles breathing life
Into blank white pages
All of their own ideas
And opinions
You never cared about their opinions

Their hands caressed another
Their bodies hugged
And encircled
Holding on tight
And passed so much to each other
Saying everything
And nothing
By touch
Contact sizzles
And fire burns
Pressed against another
They never found love
Hearts that beat so loud
And resonate in tune with
The rhythms and patterns in that
Of another
And lost themselves piece by piece
Until their identity reflected that
Of another and became
One
Maybe so
Maybe not
But you’ll never really know
But you said you never cared
Anyway

They once sparkled
Shimmered with life
You took it all away
Their beauty
Their light
Do you care?

Do you ever feel like you’re living someone else’s life and not your own?
Aimlessly following the same path blending into the masses of thousands?
Do you feel deprived of your dreams, your heart, your soul?
Do you feel an emptiness residing deep within, that continues to grow and devour you, until there’s nothing left to live for?
Do you feel like a ghost, half in, half out, there, but not really there?
Maybe you feel as if you’ve lost yourself and the sight of your passions, wishing someone would swoop you into their loving embrace and lead you back home.
Or you’ve begun to accept that happiness is elusive, just as intangible as the feeling of completion, filling the void inside.
Maybe you’ve finally begun to understand that you’re just a pawn in the greater scheme of things; that you’re a piece of rope used in a tug of war game.
The ultimate tug of war game with the weight of society’s expectations pulling you in one direction; yet the very strings on your heart, the ones threaded through your core
subtly nudging you
                                   In a completely different direction.
It is your choice,
                            And yours alone.

Stare out blankly
Focus on the dots
Violets and blues dancing across the walls
As I perfect the art
Of actually caring
Disillusionment in action
Distortion at
Its utmost perfection
As the eyes see
Only what they want to see