Growing closer and closer
The goodbye I give to him...
Tomorrow is my dear fathers birthday and 4 year...
Your 38th birthday is so near...
My heart once fluttered,
Now stone cold to touch...
07-16-2006
(I never truly understood why I wrote this poem...
It breaks my heart
To know all too soon from now you'll be gone...
Lots Of Rings, Cluttered Things, Bingo Dabbers...
Bleach Blonde Hair, Knitting Chair, These Things...
She was my grandmothers sister
she meant the world to me she made me The person i...
Feelings of Her return to my
fractured thoughts a whirlwind...
Throughout the year
she collects obituary...
The scents and sensibility of death were...
as the suicide's wife entered the room they had...
The soul's first kiss
is a memory so soft and sweet...
A touch of truth trickles down her cheek,
landing softly upon her trembling lips...