Stillwarm

Eyes glazed over, solemn stare, They have taken all that thay can bare. Darkness scares them, silence too, Also beatings, black and blue. No love was found for them today, Only the strap has shown the way. It scars their lives, all these hurts, Makes them ask, which one is worse? The pain within or the world out there? Does anybody really care? Their lives are tainted, either way, As they pray for a better day. Hearts are hardened, as they try, Not to see the tears they cry. Some get lucky, some do not, Some are saved, others left to rot. Weary souls, in ones so young, Eyes cast downward, heads are hung. Alone, defeated, afr