It folds and swells and curves,
this form I wear...
There are gentle Spring days
when the air hushes...
Such a gloomy place
Rubbles are scattered everywhere...
You were never that loud,
almost always asleep...
Penblwydd Hapus Freddie
Is this real life...
Death-
He comes in forms of fake smiles...
Faded wallpaper
the floors are squeaking...
I was a species of anger
until you had come closer to me...
I feel most at home
when it's raining...
I plucked you from a meadow because I was...
As you sit within that vase, I gradually watch you...
You hang on to my thoughts
like ice to the street...
..as twilight fades in light of dawn
I will forever weep and mourn...