He stepped into the shadow of who I once was

he fell swiftly into the hole at the first step 

his arms reaching up

to the pavement, he once was above

 

Yet I looked 

over

his fingertips 

turning white from his grip

to the sternness

of his eyebrow 

concentrating 

 

I looked into his eyes 

Contradicting stories told in his dark pupils 

He knew

I was no help to him 

and his yelp 

for sanity

 

He died

In that 

Hole

——

Every article states that when a human dies their life flashes through 

their eyes in a matter of minutes

 

I hope he 

in the shadow of who I once was 

his eyes flashed with the memories

of I as a kid, begging for the love and attention he had

my struggles in the corner of a bedroom while his as the light

his trauma enforced on me

and everything he ever did 

To me

 

I want him to feel every single inch of what 

he did to me

​

He deserves to die that way

 

don’t we all?