by Anthony J. (aka Jank Hambrams)
The glaze over His eyes, with The realization He'll never be Whole, Again. With time comes Sorrows. Distance from Which You may gain Peace, Or not. The cold Tears Running down His face, Frozen in Place, Like the memory, In his mind. We're not all Lost, However we Are alone, If we do not Embrace Our Fellows In this, We are all Together, But, Only if We choose.