If I could talk
In a way that you could hear
I would scream
Louder than clashing thunder
Because why?
You were hurting
And struggling
In ways that I don't understand
But how could you be so
Selfish?
How could you leave
Everyone behind
I want to follow you
So, so bad
But the pain I carried
Would just be passed in to
Everyone I left behind
Just as you have passed on yours
I haven't seen your mother
Your brother either
Your sister tries to smile
But she's so torn
And everyone walks on eggshells
When they speak to her
But they can't crack
What's already in pieces
So this is my eulogy
To a funeral I couldn't bring
Myself to attend
They couldn't call it
A celebration of life
Like most before you could
Because you had too much life to live still
It's a damn tragedy
You had some of the worst people
Behind you
But it's even worse
That you had people who loved you
Right in front of you
And you still left.
YOU ARE READING
We All Grow Up
Poesíai started this collection of thoughts and feelings before i had really grown up. legally i'm supposed to be grown up now, but i'm still writing. i think it's going to be a long time before this collection feels complete, and i feel grown up.
