When things start to turn

As many won't know as many won't see

Why I cry these tears or with you I plead.

I kneel in silent prayer looking at what appears to be the sky.

Asking God for the questions trying to understand just asking why.

So many things I have yet to find answered.

These screams, these yells the living is near the depths of hell.

My laughing grows silent from this.

My vision grows blurry, an unpleasant image.

I wanted to cry but couldn't

I wanted to speak yet I knew I shouldn't

I wanted to know but I was shutout.

I wanted to see, but was blinded with out a doubt.

A frame, a family, a moment of Happiness.

A mirror, an image of Innocence

Both broken with despair created hate in a world so imperfect.

I look up into the sky, I just ask him why,

Her family is torn because of hate and emotion while one girl can just cry.

Dear, God
I am searching for answers, none of them I can solve on my own.

I am just one girl

Walking alone.

Please help me.