The life

[Pyxx]

With hands held high,
we watched your life,
and believed:
that lie your eyes belied.

On grazed knees we picked you up,
those stilled moments crystallized.
We soothed your cuts,
by the son we were mesmerized.

Days forever burnished into my mind,
those memories gather momentum.
The past promises solace inside,
from the swing of times pendulum.

We should have known,
but never could have guessed,
that thing that had devoured you,
With the reapers touch you were blessed

We stood steadfastly by your side,
sucker punched into the fight.
With your guilt you were found and tried,
slit your wrists and make it right.