A poem about losing a friend.

I wish I could capture those moments

Those memories of when we were together

Those nights spent touching your soul

With my own fractured spirit

And keep them in jars like fireflies

To brighten the dark days, dismal days

To be a nightlight against my monsters

Those beasts hiding in the abyss

With lacerating words for teeth

That tell me I’m a fool for trusting you

Ripping and tearing at the vulnerable heart

Where your love was once a shield

But is gone now

Released…

No. Broken.

The lid intact but the jar shattered

And the fireflies escape into the sky

Mingling with the stars

That children wish upon

And now I make a wish

With all my heart

Hands folded, eyes closed

I wish…

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