This Is For Them - Visitor's Poem

by Izzi Hemsley
(Seaford, E.Sussex, England)

This is for them,
The ones who stand on the sidelines waiting to be picked up.
The ones whose bedrooms are full of the tears from all those times, the smile they smiled when they were in so much pain behind.
The ones who wished so hard they would let everything go.
The ones that fell to pieces and let themselves be cleared away.
The ones who stay awake at night, trying to figure out what went wrong.
The whispers around them grinding them down to nothing.
One word, and it can knock them down.
Tiny little shards of glass, shattering their dreams.

This is for them,
The ones who still stand on the sidelines, waiting to be picked up off the floor.
The ones who tried to love but were burned.
The ones that tried to win, but can never do more than draw
The ones that had to listen to people going on about their problems, when inside they wondered what would happen if for once someone would listen to theirs.
The ones whose blue skies have faded to grey.
The ones who don't ever have one bad day, they always have bad days.

This is for them,
The ones that will always stand on the sidelines waiting.
This is for them.