(January 6th,2023)
I open my eyes to the casket
I say goodbye to what was
Like I can just pretend it didn't keep me breathing
Keep me woken from this nightmare
I close my eyes and expect not to feel this
Because it's like after every time I forgot what a smile was
I'm still fucking left with a shameful heart
That only beats when reminded to
And even then it doesn't want to
As they slowly lower the casket
I remember the day I laughed for the first time in years
Not fake
Just laughed like I deserved to
You throw dirt on top and go on with your day
They forgot but I still visit your grave
The only time they see you is to water flowers
You still walk around in my heart keeping it beating
And I'm drowning
They don't understand
That saying goodbye to you
Was the last they ever knew any part of me....
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Your Struggles is What Creates Your Depth
PoetryA collection of poetry,and random thoughts written when I was struggling to find my way.
