Idiosyncrasy

I Could Have Done More

I see his face at night when I sleep

I hear his voice, his cries, his screams

It's not my fault he left this earth

It's not my fault, all his pain and hurt

So why do I feel so terribly wrong?

I've felt so guilty for way too long

He was beaten and bruised

As a slave he was used

To do all the things

They were too scared to do

So he went through torture

Every single night

And held on to his life

With all of his might

But his might wasn't enough

Keeping his life was tough

It was a battle

A battle he lost

It was just too much

Too much of a cost

And I did nothing

Even when he was struggling

I only watched as they harmed him

As they convinced and charmed him

Into believing that it would all be okay

That he would live to see the day

When it would all get better

But every single letter

Of every single word

Every word that he heard

It was all a lie

And I knew the truth

But I hid all the proof

I could have helped

And made his troubles go away

But I didn't try to help

And I regret it every day

He is now in a horrible, terrible place

And the thought of his still makes my heart race

But the worst part of all

The part that makes me feel poor

Is the fact that I know

I could have done more