Loved Ones
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“The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.” -Cherry Wine, Hozier
The wine-red honey
courses through her elastic veins
as it had for years and years,
Ever wanna just get away,find a place to stop and think?
Somewhere alone with your thoughts, so in your mind you can sink.
Soak in the beauty of your surroundings,and enjoy the view.
We mere mortals,
Are but temporal beings.
Drowned by the wine of luxuries
That life has to offer.
That being said, still suffices not
(Countless, numerous sins ongoing
Creating, still dreaming
time is up
like a candle blown out
the light leaves their eyes
and tears run down your face
as you realize you hadn't even noticed the light
why hadn't you noticed it?....
had it always been there?
Sitting in the car attached to the cart while grocery shopping with your mother
Being carried from the couch to your bed by your father after you've accidently fallen asleep watching The Little Mermaid
again
"I call out
Is no one there?
The imagination
Of the atmosphere
I called out
My memories stare
The past and present
Of ones held dear
Icalled out
But not in fear
When a loved one dies people say, “They’re watching over you”
Truth is, from the beginning, you always were.
You were there for me, through and through.
You protected me, and cared for me, as my life became a blur.
As I lay here,
Confused and hurt and lost...
My wonderland, drained from my thoughts.
The day has ended,
And Night clocks in.
The Devil's kingdom has struck again.
Her last words spoken,
auntie why did you have to die
why cant i say goodbye
your in my dreams every night
i know that it must be a sign
you love me and i love you
so to hell with feeling so blue
As he lied, she continued to beat
Those watching could only sigh,
The ordeal consumed him, he could no longer eat
His body, his will, appeared to be weak,
I traumatize myselfMy white wallsAnxiety hovers over me
when patients and people enter
2002It started when she was nine years old,her grandfather was laying there in his hospital bed.
There’s a star up in heaven for mother today.
The star twinkles brightly to say she’s ok.
She loved life completely and never let go.
Now she’s singing in heaven and wants you to know
That she misses you—sure
