Haunted Memories

Drops of frozen rain, Falling against this window pane, Has allowed my faded memories, To haunt me once again. Looking into his eyes, And staring inside his soul, I come across a boy who doesn't know his self anymore. I ask this guy what's wrong, What's the reason for all the tears, He replies with a simple glance, As he educates me about his fears. This child that I come to know as Tom, Had no place to go. He never followed his head, And his heart he did not know. Only if Tom would have seen, What I saw as potential that he had, Never did this boy have to leave a world crying rivers of red. I could have prevented that hauntful outcome, Helped him live a life that he had not known, But I, To scared to speak up, Allowed him to gain his wings and fly on. Now I sit here with only the memories. Memories that scares me with each passing day. A crime that could have become non exsistant, Only if I would have asked Tom if he were ok. Don't ever walk away without helping, A child who cries their tears of pain, Or you would be sitting here on many countless nights, Witnessing their river flowing as it rains.