As our resolve lessens we look at the culprits responsible. The loss of love ones still rattle for attention in a space void and broken for anything else. Like a stable vortex staking yet another claim in our well being. Waiting patiently for us to stumble upon its gravitation pull via reflection. Shaking ones head we muster something and carry on. Our external lives are full of wasted and ignorant youth that have no regard for anyone other than themselves, no bigger picture, no consideration, no nothing.