Still in shock

Eyes trapped on what was worst than a bad dream

What I saw cannot be shared

Can never be spoken of

Proven by sight

No pounding of the heart

Fright froze everything

The brain dissecting what was perceived to be seen

Wrinkles crawl upon my face

Turning it slowly

It can’t be

But there it was

The truth

Steering right back at me

At this age, at this time

Never before

Never in my life

But now

Annoyance, lays so comfortable around me

Regret, speaks so openly around me

They follow me, they walk with me

Tramping hard on the ground to be heard

Ears can only image

But what I saw will never be erased

Terence Thompson Jr.