I wish you had been saved
Held
Protected
You were so small
Delicate to the touch
Innocent
Left alone
A witness to horror
Blackness that seeped
Crawled into the cracks of your soul
A healer to the bloodied
A warrior so young
To those who tore you apart
Piece by piece
Stitched you back together
Only to shred your spirit once more
You were not held nor protected
Your innocence not nurtured
They gave you life
Yet stripped you
Of the ability to live
Sweet, sweet soul
That pain
was not yours to bear
Lay down your arms
Rest your heavy head
For the war is over
And you’ve waited too long
To be held