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Writing of the Unknown
Poems
Oct 2022
Just a Nightmare
It was only an hour
60 minutes of pure terror
the unknown of what would happen
the uncertainty of who would live
the chaos in each mind
One drew their last breath.
One pulled a trigger
One body fell
One survived without a scratch
You scream at what I didn't do
How your family was torn
How I didn't save your child
But while you cry yourself to sleep
I lay awake
unable to shake that day from my mind
replaying my actions once more
The weight of taking a life
by a single, simple, action
Your family can grieve a stone
mine becomes terrified of me
three people died that day
only two bodies were buried
So why are you demanding my job
when I still have nightmares of that hour
one simple hour
that changed more then just your life...
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