Wait till daylight comes
The quiet screams echoing in the darkness
Wait till daylight comes
The soft claws of a murder of crows laying in wait for prey
Wait till daylight comes
Angry hands looking for their next victim
Wait till daylight comes
Bullets flying from hands too young to end a life too soon
Wait till daylight comes
Blades sliding across skin too young to understand what’s wrong
Wait till daylight comes
Just as the blood stops dripping from the knuckles of the ‘troubled youth’
Wait till daylight comes
The pounding pill bottle and the empty heart
Wait till daylight comes
Listening to the hushed cries of the innocent
Wait till daylight comes
The pleads of the dead to be released from the reapers grasp
Wait till daylight comes
The whispers of a silent hurricane telling the confused to jump off
Just please wait till daylight comes