It's almost time for your funeral, my little...
and though it's too far away for me to be there...
This is hard to follow but I had to let it out. My...
How do I do it every day I live without you. I...
The white light of grief is blinding,
I can no longer stand the pain...
I Was At Fault....
When I Talked To You So Much...
A knife on my chest
My poor bleeding heart...
When everything around me decided to
Fail...
I am rejected and alone.
I wonder about my future for my past is sorrowful...
My breathings heavy,
My tears run dry...
Two bruised teens sit on a bench
One can't breathe...
Broken Morse-code pierced the formaldehyde-stained...
tracking the ever-dulling beats of your blessed...
In this poem there's no frill,
sorry if it doesn't give you any chill...
Your tone trembles
as words stagger...