A PROCESSION OF CONDOLENCES

After the service-

followed

a procession of condolences,

comforting hugs,

a quick hand shake,

from teary eyed faces

of families and friends.

His family stood by the exit,

accepting comfort

from consoling words,

seeking solace from others,

eyes blank and filled with pain,

hearts not just broken,

but shattered.

I stood in line-

despite Jisoo’s protective embrace,

fear and guilt gripped me.

How will I face them,

when I’m the one who took him away?

What comfort can I offer,

when I’m the reason he’s gone?

Outside-

the sky darkened,

clouds hid the sun,

rain starts to pour,

the sky is crying,

just like that dreadful night

when you were taken-

away from me.