Little Faces

ribs cracking, snapping, breaking to every heart beat until the heart stops beating and the blood runs cold and all the breath is gone and the brain seizes to think and the body grows cold and rigor mortis sets in and the coroner takes your body into his hands and waits for you to tell him your story of your untimely demise and how you were too young to die and the pain and bruises that were hidden from the world and the fact that you weren't given the chance to grow i am more sorry than you will ever know that the world has treated you so and the people just dont care these days about a sad little lonely face because it has nothing to do with them or their lives so they let it just pass on by im sorry the world is so cruel and unkind and people are too caught up in their lives to care about a sad little lonely face while passing by