The light within me falters,

as I look around and see

that the world we had such hope in

comes crumbling at the seems.

A mother rests in tears

at the thought of her young doll

leaving to the place she's never been,

they call her home.

A father, lying all in white,

as his children sit so near.

Praying to a God

that he may make it out of here.

Yet we sit here waiting

for the change to come at night.

But the days,

they run so long all we have left is to hope

that one day we'll all be blinded

to the life we sadly know.

If I'd known the truth I would not be here now.

I would not be englufed by the smell of cheap flowers and peaches.

If only I had seen the color in your eyes, no longer present

while you lie. Motionless.

I look down at you and remember the yellow warmth you brought,

the yellow we all missed.

If I had known I would not have cared about the dreams that cease to exist.

Without you they are not worth my time.

If only I'd known the lies you told that ended with you here,

ready for the ground to hold the rest of all your fears.