Cold, alone.
Hard walls, harsh echoes.
Scared, alone.
Betrayed, by the uncaring you once trusted.
This world holds nothing for you now.
Loved, not alone.
Tears shed, warm thoughts.
Ended, not alone.
Cared for by those who hold you highest.
The Bridge calls you now,
and as you lay waiting to be taken,
feel not the hate, the hurt, the loss,
but turn your head to the warmth of the Bridge,
the light within, feel the hearts that care for you,
as you pass beyond this world that failed you.
We love you, though we never held you
We care, where no one else did.
Play free, live free.
Never alone, never scared, never cold.
Loved.