Anna

My friend Anna passed in a mo-ped accident this past sunday.... I write to mourn.

You

With your eyes screaming for help

your voice too meek to ask

your manner too humble to impose

your smile dancing on your lips

like a bright and glorious star

You

with your wind-chime laugh

and so many kind words

in your mouth and on your tongue

You

who would never wish pain

upon a single soul

no matter what they had done

You

who cried only in shadows

so the others didn't feel your pain

who watched over and cared for those

who no one else would bother with

You

who thought you were too short

or too fat

because of venom laced lies from a 

jealous teenage boy,

You 

who never failed to see the good

inside the vilest of things

or push aside feelings for the sake

of someone else who was hurting

You Are Gone.

swept away by a just and mysterious hand

for no obvious reason, something man

cannot know. And all we know is

it hurts to not have you here

to leave all the broken thoughts unsaid

to linger in the empty places

without a shoulder to dampen with tears

to always wonder why, and never know for sure

what it's like where you are.

To long to see your smile, if only one more time

just to remind you how beautiful you are

and tear the pain you once felt from the reaches

of your mind.

You Are Gone,

As is your pain.

No longer will you feel the cruel hand

of depression on your throat

begging for your breaths as 

you refuse and carry on anyway

No longer will you wonder what you did wrong

and cry to seemingly no one,

save a soul with no reward,

or scraping your knees, bleed.

Rest in the just arms that 

rid your soul of mortal things

and find 

peace while we grieve

just a little bit 

longer.