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Laura Alaniz

Laura Alaniz

You are loved

Didn’t they know
that people cared?
That they were loved?
Why didn’t someone
tell them?
Maybe they did
But it could not
Penetrate
Their mood
In their mind
They knew
They were loved
But they could not
Make their heart believe

(2015)

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