my heart aches
as the tears flow
heavy as the blood
falling from your head

guilt, stabbing painfully
like a knife to the chest
with the knowledge that
i could've - should have -
stopped you

no obituary will be written
no funeral - to be held
and flowers won't adorn
your gravestone without a name

you, laying peacefully without pain
and meanwhile, the tears still flow

Once again, for Matthew.