Kiss me

If I had left you in the mud of words 
And you did not understand why or its meaning.
Does it really matters what is left of me attending to all stories being heard or told 
You are beyond that bigger and better now than then ...changes comes as a accordance if many life experiences and discussion...as disciplines wether good or bad for the unknown..
The one they call the you
Today we sit with hands covering your faces in sadness.covering sadness...covering help so needed 
Yet knowing the outcome ...Death dying into you....your loneliness....no where to go or live ...no languages spoken that can becoming to another path...day ...yet you knew or know God is watching ....is anyone listening? And you knew at least I I am ...no results to this ...light another joint....