The cars gathered at the neighbors house now,
was not long ago, the sight seem the same.
To say “good-bye” to a young cousin somehow,
forever through time, the heart broken will remain.
The roads they traveled, took them to dead ends,
we should never have to bury our youth.
Cul-de-sac of life, on this they cannot win,
withdrawn from family, they become so recluse.
Fallen so fast into the dungeon of life,
Innocence taken and forever gone.
They just took a wrong turn, did not know strife,
could come back to love ones, even when wrong.
The family will be forever changed,
memories and plans will be rearranged