Just a passer by.
Your vibrant red hair.
Just in that moment.
Your story screaming to me,
Amongst the silence.
Calling for help,
I can't help you now.
We could've been friends
You're on your own my dear.
I'm sure you were perfect.
My prefect stranger.
I wish to hear all your stories
Your wisdom your pains.
I wish we had a moment to speak.
But you took the last breath,
Beautiful grey hair you had.
Such a shame,
Stained with blood

Goodbye my friend.