I can’t believe you’re gone
Trying to grasp it feels like
I’m in a suspended state of suffocation
My heart is a frozen pond
And death digs its blades into me
Wanting to break me this time
and It has
My grief is pouring over cities and states
the world peeks out windows of a submarine
I’m all alone in your rocking chair
Smoking cigarettes and following anything that resembles you
I can hear every crack in the night sky
And it splits my heart at the same time
I long to hear you
I took it forgranted how you loved to talk
And laugh for hours
Sitting in your chair
Smoking your cigarettes
You made me feel like I had ropes of worth
I cried my nights with happiness…
I feel like my throat is swollen and raw
Inside my head is a masquerade ball
Discovering that nothing is as it seems
You understood. You were already there
Now I get it, but it’s too late
And i’m yelling at the sky
And scribbling in a journal
But I only hear the sounds of silence
And I repeat and repeat it
I’ve fallen ill and drunk off of it
I’m still shaking in that room
When they told me to say goodbye to you
My tears are scalding lava
Burning my eyes with their constant departure
Grief does not water
Grief does not grow life
Grief shrivels hope on the inside
I am parched in a rainstorm
I am freezing underneath the sun
If this grief can have but one design
It will shrink me into the dust again
And grow me into a wildflower
Then maybe I’d have a chance
To see your smile
As you gaze at the face of a gerber daisy
While you walk the rows of heaven.
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