Poetry

Burried.

We are gathered here today to witness the death of your sadness.
To witness the pain you have buried in your chest.
We shall dig a grave a lie that dead weight within it.
We will know no sorrow.
We will not mourn.
We will rejoice in the joys we have today.
We won't wear black.
We will run naked covered in nothing but flowers and paint.
We will drink water and wash our hair.
Soft warm sheets.
I'll lie alone here tonight.
Sleeping alone is horrendous to most.
Alone is where you learn.
Learn to love.
Learn to be solo.
Learn to be one with ones self.
Yourself is the only person who never leaves your side.
Yourself is the only person who can decide whether to be happy or sad.
Choose bliss or horror.
Swim with the dolphins or hide from the executioners in the woods.
Make a path.
I used to walk on dirt.
I planted some flowers though.
I saw the sun and I think it smiled back.
If that isn't a wish come true, I don't know what is.