Author's Note: Yep... I got the rare, rare urge to write poetry again. Poor Ziggy and poor cute little stepson... man, his backstory's so painful. Goes a long way to explain why his eyes are so frickin' haunted, though. Anyway, I wrote this about his death and to get all the angst out of my system. ^^;
By Amanda Swiftgold
this is a void
deeper than the space
between stars
I feel nothing
but an ache
devouring my heart
my child
in all but blood
I loved you
and by my own
careless fault
you were taken
free will, this
darkest gift
we have given ourselves
to use it
we must suffer
choice's cost
so all I can see now
is your life, pooling
around you
and there is nothing
in the universe
but grief
I hate these,
the hands
that failed you
I hate this place
without the sound
of your voice
and I know
you are alone now
in the dark
I can hear you,
my child
crying for me
so this gun that
should have saved you
saves me instead
there is only
this one hope
that I cling to
that when we meet
you will smile
and forgive
wait, now
I will not leave you
ever again
cold metal
against my head
bringing peace
hot bullet
through my mind
absolution