I haven't written poetry in a long time, until i woke up the morning of the 13th, the day of Christopher's disappearance. I don't know where it came from. It's more geared toward my mom about my brother…but regardless, this is how much i got out before i went blank.

Into the night he went

your bed you lie and wait

Conversations gone by flood your head

As you ponder the time you spent

You think about the years gone by

And the accomplishments as of late

You wonder about the future of your family

As small as it's dwindled to in its rate

The crash they know of, of that flight

They don't know the crash in your heart

They don't know the damage it brings

They try to mend your heart

words of sympathy, relations

These are just nothings and things

You just want it back

You feel like you cannot stand the pain

Your heart aches for the past

To resurrect itself again

We tread on with our memories in tact

He lives in our hearts

Know this in fact

Let the memories precipitate over you

Like a soul cleansing shower

Let them wash away the pain

And be there for what matters

For the light that shines so dim

Will glow bright once again