A Missing Light Poem by Hannah Hebditch

As the city lights up
And flames burn into our hearts
We feel something more
Than happiness, so strong it hurts

It doesn’t feel like simple bad luck
The pain wouldn’t travel so far
But maybe, if we saw
That one light that isn’t alert

We could be as bright as the sun
And the burning would drown under our laughs
But someone is falling to heavens floor
Waiting for their life to burst



When they can’t cry pain clean, they run
Way too fast
Rushing wind into hopes doors
Shutting them tight without thinking first

You hear a single cry, eventually forming to tons
Then comes the last
Now you’re sure
That their blood is smudged in the dirt…

As black stars come up
Guilt stabs into our hearts
Reminding us what the pain is for
That what we threw at that someone, always hurt