Shattered

I was not the closest, but I cannot forget,
and I know you never warranted any of this.
Mangled metal and shattered glass made silence,
their thoughtless disregard had tipped the balance.
Your abated vitality was instantaneously taken,
and left only another's volatile nature forsaken.
The fault was not yours, you could not have known,
yet the other's implication prevents their atone.
This oversight left them visionless and stray,
and they destroyed more than one life that day.
The good die young, they say, and now I know
you would want this swelled hatred in me to go.