I did not realise

I cannot say I know what it feels like,
To wake up in your eyes and watch,
Watch as everything fell apart.
It must have been a nightmare. Maybe worse.
Like the gates of hell we opened and
You were chucked inside.

All I can do is sympathise to you.
This pen and paper, the only way I can say,
I'm sorry, for making you relive all that.
The horror, pain, suffering and shame.
I'm sorry for being selfish and inconsiderate.
Wanting only my heart to be fulfilled.
I'm sorry for complicating your heart.
I should have stopped from the start.
The last thing you needed was me.
Complicating the situation, impeding your privacy.
No wonder your bubble exists. It’s your safe haven.
To get away from it all. A place of solace.
Where calm and peace suppress
The anger, hate, all that’s inside.

It’s amazing, you’re only fourteen.
You’ve been through hell and your still standing.
It’s not luck but your determination.
Your determination to make things right.
To restore the balance, to get things
To the way they once were.

I thank you for sharing.
Your little tale with me.
Your courage has no bounds.
I'm sorry again
For the way things turned out.
But it’s not over. So
Stay strong, you’ll survive the surge.
And know that I'm there.
Should you have anything else to share.