What if we really are

the only life thus far?

What a pity that would be

I have such greater dreams.

I hope that there was a plan

with the creation of man.

We can’t just be by chance.

The world is too beautiful for happenstance.


A Little Girl

A little girl cries herself to sleep.

All she wants is a family.

She’s been a good girl but it doesn’t work.

All she’s learned is how to hurt.

This is the only life to be.

That’s all she can seem to see.

It breaks my heart that a little girl is all alone 

when all she needs is a healthy home.

A young girl is ready to leave.

What new pain will this life bring?

Yesterday wasn’t a good day.

Tomorrow will just be the same.

If I could just some how let her know

the power of holding on to hope,

the strength of opening up your heart

and not focusing on it falling a part.