wishful thinking

my heart is heavy
i can't think straight
my brain actually hurts
right behind my eyes that are trying to do the work of my whole head.

my heart is aching
i can't help but to wonder
why the lives of dear loved ones
are turned upside down and inside out and shattered like glass for no good reason

inside i am weeping
for lost innocence of one who should still be innocent
for lost control of one who should be in control
for lost ambition of one so young, so young
for lost direction of one life, held dear to many but the self

what is one to do?
cupcakes will not make this better
cookies will not bring smiles
pot roast will not stir the soul
tea parties will not warm the heart

*praying today, hard, for friends*