Deserving Of a Title Longer Than Itself

I know a boy who is afraid to feel,

because feeling means pain,

and pain is something he is far too accustomed to.

I know a girl who has an obcession with car accidents

ever since she found herself with a front row seat to

the destruction of her viciously grinning chariot.

And I know a boy who tries his hardest to forget

that shotgun had his name etched

and his tombstone was on the cutting slab.

I know a girl who can't support herself with her bad leg,

but knows he can catch her with his weak hand.

I know a girl who pretends to be strong,

but, Sweetie, strength is something a little less obtainable.