These resorts

Two red streaked hands, permanently stained

Cutting into the life we thought that we knew.

 

The young boy to whom these bloodied hands belong,

Hides in the bathroom, cleaning his problems off the tile floor.

 

Unable to speak of the cause of such resorts,

He refuses to acknowledge anyone, furthering his painful delight.

 

Feeling alone in a house full of people, not quite sure why,

His vision blurs, as he sees the stars from the night sky.

 

And in the end, when the final summons has been answered,

We’ll read his note and realize that he was our brother, father, cousin.

 

And there’s no longer anything that we can do to stop him.

Reviews

[Bare Trees]

Isolation is dangerous to someone who hasn't discovered their identity. Their thoughts can spin out of control for the worse resulting in a horrific finale. Sadness can overwhelm those left behind who never heard or noticed the cries for help.