I didn’t know you until I ripped you from your family and tore their world apart.
It only took seconds.
You, average and easy to miss yet shining still, still shining in a blur of tracksuits and hoodies makes it harder still to see you every time.
Would I give my life to not miss again.
An ‘accident’ they say As I am bathed in their contempt. You must not feel ‘guilty’ but they are liars; They, whose pain is so much bigger than mine. But I cannot hold the mourners’ hands Still only grieve within
I didn’t know you until I became consumed by you. The dark deep hurt I am not allowed to release no comfort in precedent or in faith that teaches evil can be redeemed. Only deep regret for no crime committed