Camping together
like times that he’s had,
I can’t quite explain
why L.J. is sad,
Why gun to his head
is aiming at me,
Triggered by all things
that will never be.
I give him this time
to heal and reflect,
He feels so alone
yet our lives intersect,
I know he is haunted –
I know he’s a ghost,
I know that they hurt
what he wanted the most,
But he’s not alone
because I’m always near,
And though he is gone
I know he is here…
I know he is sad
and I’m paying attention,
I’m holding him close
in this time of reflection,
So don’t be afraid;
I am strong and can do this,
It wasn’t his fault
and I give him forgiveness.
Written by Jason Wright
September 2, 2017
For Little Jason and his father David.