
I thought of you yesterday
To my dismay and with tears in my eyes
You watched me die inside
A botched heart
A clumsy start
Instead of helping me, you gave me the bullets and gun
Watched me pull the trigger
Offered no compassion
Turned away and left me in the dark
Alone and afraid
I couldn’t stop the nightmare
I cried out in agony
In despair
but you refused to hear me
Instead you ridiculed me
Taunted me
Left me in the dust
Left me to pick up all the pieces
Far from home
Far from myself
You offered no safe space or place
Just hate from the guy who once said “he didn’t know he could feel some things twice”
What a beautiful disaster
The son of a pastor
In awe of you
I once saw the sun in you
Face to face with the death of I
Face to face with your karma
It’s a a long road up ahead