What words do you say?

The day you tell them

they’re broken?

Watching as their face

Falls

Collapsing into lines of sorrow

As their dreams

Blow away on the breeze

How can you cushion

The body blows?

Soften the harshness

Of a lifetime sentence?

Is there a way to be kind

As you cut out a heart?

There exists no way

That I know

To share this news

That doesn’t sting

Like salt on a wound

No way to say

What should

Never be heard

Never be shared

Never be understood

And yet

Words are spoken

While souls are broken

All I can do

Is sorrow beside them

And hope,

Somehow

I’m wrong