Like the last fire ember keeping is warm
For it is our only chance to survive.Fading
Like a generation of people
Killing rather than nuturing.Fading
Like a little boy's life
Running away from his future
As his past haunts him
And he cannot escape....Fading
Substance is the only way for him to get away
Pain is the only emotion he feels.Fading
Physical abuse wearing him down
Weeping his way to sleep....Fading
Food doesn't come often
Blatant neglect turns to crime.Fading
Empty, cuffed in the backseat
On the road to his new life....Fading
Jumpsuits were his only wardrobe
Though 3 meals a day were beneficial.Fading
In need of substance once again
Craving was intended this time....
Fading
Lying there, cold
No more pain to feel now.Fading
As the sun behind the ocean
New life beyond the clouds
Fading
Like footsteps on the shore
Never to come back again.Thanks for reading
Jazzycares❤
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Fading
PoetryAll the things that fade as we go on.... The life....the emotions and the materialistic objects