What They Won’t Admit
Is it the guilt that eats them away
How they weren’t enough to stop death
Is it the pain that makes them angry
Never once trying to release it
Is it the helplessness they feel keeping them up
Bubbling into anger and distance
Is it the memory of the news gut punching their heart
Why they never kept us close
Is it because I remind them of what they lost
To keep me a stranger
Is it the numbness breaking them apart
Because I see their grief
They wear it like a crown
Elizabeth Almeida ©2021