to my dear friend

[anoutlawtorn]

I saw the pain in your eyes and sadness
in your smile. Your voice cracked as you told
of what you’ve hidden from the world.
Now shared with me, a new friend
you’ve realized can empathize with this.

And as all your pain was shown in each tear
you painted the picture of a cousin, a friend,
so full of hope, with so much to offer.
Yet her life was stolen from her that night
in an alley. Stood stunned as she swam
in a pool of crimson washed with beating rain.

To think about what you should have done.
Not knowing how it should have been different.
But now you’re just left with that memory
to pile upon another death self taken.
Friend too sad to go on and too far gone to talk.
Left hanging for her parents to find.

Now I just wish I could take these
memories and put them as mine
so you can live your life again
and I can bear the bourdon of
all this pain on my mind.