Forever Young.

All the young, all the young
Die so fast.
The cord is cut
You hit the ground
And you run hard against the blast.
All the young, oh the young
Die so fast.
Every fresh breath
Leaves us closer to our last.
And if destiny doesn't choose
All the young, someone young
To pluck from their hopeful path
From their mother's arms
Their destiny only merely begun;
The rest slowly die
Caving inwardly
From the burden of loss,
Youth evanesce from their eyes
Innocence inching towards sacrifice
And that's when youth truly dies.

Written by: Niloo Farahzadeh

There are so many young people that have lost their lives in my town this past year.
I'd give anything to bring them back. Even if I didn't know them all very well.
I cannot even begin to fathom what my friends that were close with these people are feeling.
This poem is dedicated to those who aren't with us anymore, and to their friends and families.
Hope the youth never fades from your eyes.