The following poem “Comforting Words” makes an appearance in my manuscript Valentine, which was inspired by an attempted murder I witnessed in high school, Valentines Day 1998.
Comforting Words c. 2/1998
Forget tonight, the detective said
as memories danced inside my head
It’s okay, my mom spoke
but I still see all of the smoke
Dad says everything will be alright
yet I can still see the gunman’s eyes
You are not alone, the Pastor cried
but I am alone, with the gun and with night.