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