⚚ 𝑺𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒚 ⋆𖦹

I never got to know you but I hope you’re resting happily now.

The yellow flowers on the grave
          make an arch, they lie 
          
          on a black stone that lies on the ground
          like a black door that will always
          
          remain closed down into the earth,
          into it is etched the name
          
          of a great poet who believed
          he had nothing more to say,
          
          he threw himself into literal water
          and everyone has done their mourning 
          
          and been mourned over, and we all 
          went on with our shopping, 
          
          I stare at this photograph of that grave
          and think you died like him, 
          
          like all the others,
          and the yellow flowers 
          
          seem angry, they seem to want to refuse 
          to be placed anywhere but in a vase 
          
          next to the living, someday 
          all of us will have our names 
          
          etched where we cannot read them,
          she who sealed her envelopes
          
          full of poems about doubt with flowers 
          called it her “granite lip,” I want mine 
          
          to say Lucky Life, and what would 
          a perfect elegy do? place the flowers 
          
          back in the ground? take me 
          where I can watch him sit eternally 
          
          dreaming over his typewriter? 
          then, at last, will I finally unlearn 
          
          everything? and I admit that yes, 
          while I could never leave 
          
          everyone, here at last 
          I understand these yellow flowers, 
          
          the names, the black door 
          he held open 
          
          and you walked through.

Hello again.
          No other posts it seems…
          Well here is a new one <3
          Get better and if you have already crossed the bridge,
          Fly high <2

I miss you even though I didn’t know you well.
          Fly high <3

I never met you Madi but I heard about you and wanted to say Rest In Peace

people know what you did moon

moon is fucking evil and she pretended to flirt with him

he never fucking died u bitches

why the fuck is this still here

Hi Madixx, this is Ruby. So much has happened since I last came here. You are never forgotten in my heart, even as my mind thinks about other things. I miss you (even if I didn't talk much with you). I hope life in Heaven is amazing or maybe you got reborn. You shine, even in Heaven