Born to an air of apathy

indifference shapes of fragile minds.

Questions formed at an early age

beg answers unasked.

Silent cries

behind curious eyes resides

a child who cannot speak.



Years find a mind alone whose

questions flow too deep for words.

Covered in a shroud of silence

watching the world go by.

Silent cries

behind outcast eyes, hides

a child who cannot speak.



Time blindly races on

towards the autumn years

Seasons unheeded pass

while we all drown in tears.



Questions unanswered remain

alone they mourn a fragile mind

Silent cries

behind lifeless eyes lies

a child who cannot speak