Today

Pain rings loud against the ears of a broken spirit.

Mirrors of sorrow reflect damages of words not thought of before spoken.

Empty vessels waiting to be used.

Broken hearts lost and confused.

Love fades into the blackness of hate 

Are we too young or is it too late

As we again bury ourselves underneath the burden of color

Marking ourselves with the remarks of others

How long will it be before we discover we need one another