Friday, 17 April 2009

2 months



i wish you had a grave
i wish there was someplace to go
someway to feel connected
i miss you every day
i cry every day
heaven was invented by those
left behind
are you happy?
are you peaceful?
are you floating in a white dress with a harp and wings?
you would think it silly but i need something
how can you just be gone?
i wanted to call you because i went to a boxing class
i wanted to call you to tell you libby is struggling
i wanted to tell you i'm struggling
how can you not be here?
it's almost your birthday
i never planned for this life
you were supposed to be invincible
i don't know how to fight the current
the undertow of days
riptide of time
turn it back

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