Song For Colais (poem I wrote about all of it) & a quote

What's in a name, so often asked
Yet answers ne'er revealed
A gift, a badge, a piece of all
In life, a label sealed

A name bestowed upon our souls
When first we touch this plane
A title worn with pride or scorn-
It changes not the name

Yet in the heart of every man
There lies a secret place
For when we wring our wretched deeds
And lay aside the waste

And wretched deeds are done by all
No man escaped unscathed
Some men beg for mercy's kiss
Some take it to the grave

But what of when a grave is dug
By man's own hand to hold
The lifeless form of one so sworn
To be cherished as if gold?

Some men find out all too late
Graves hold not just the dead
And should they look beneath the stone
Will find themselves instead;
Will find to their surprise
The taking of a lesser life
Will be their own surmise
For no life is a lesser thing
No soul a weaker flame
And when extinguished far too soon
Upon his hands remains
The blood which, unlike the fire,
Cannot snuffed out so easily be,
And he who holds the blame
Holds naught but that-
A name
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Writing helps me a lot. My poetry has always gotten me through things. But this is different. I also wanted to post a quote: “People look for answers in what’s available to them. And when they’re particularly desperate, they latch on to the closest answer that’s available…It may make them wrong, but not necessarily evil.”
I like that a lot. I do believe that what I did was wrong, but I don't believe that I'm a bad person. We do the best with what we have. It's all we can do. Sometimes, though, the aftermath is crushing....