I Held His Hand Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

I saw dark clouds;
they floated right above his head.
He wasn’t angry, no,
but sadness wore him.

I thought he was lost
but maybe he was never found.
In a place of doubt,
faces remained opaque.

He hurts himself to feel
but he doesn’t want a heart.
I feel strange,
what is it that I must do…

I understand, I hear
but I cannot shoulder.
He stood there, wordless
his heartbeat close to mute.

I saw dark clouds;
they floated right above his head.
I didn’t make them go away, no,
I stood next to him… and held his hand.