The Voice Issue 32: October 2017 - Page 16


I wish

I knew

the loss

of a

broken heart

like you


I wish

I prayed

for you

like the

rest of

them did.

I wish

I held

on harder

until my

knuckles turned

white like

everyone else


I wish

we had

gotten to

say our

final goodbyes

like we

planned I


But nothing

ever goes

right for

me because

I never

get to

say Amen.

- Photo and writing by Anna P., Wolcott, VT