How excruciatingly painful
The simple act of closure
29 pages of memories,
could-have-beens,
grey promises.
75,003 characters
Of dedication and loyalty meant nothing
and my thoughts bring only
Unshed tears
That chose instead
To mourn the loss of something deep inside
A feeling, a home, the love of a family promised
Long long ago in vain
Now forgotten.
It's better this way,
It's okay.
Eyes may twitch
One may burn, with
Unshead tears
That chose instead
To remember the good
Because it's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
It's better this way.
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 3:01 AM UTC
Tell me about the wicked witch of the west,
Tell me about her black pointy hat,
Her black screeching cat.
The night she flew thru the sky,
The night she touched the stars and danced for the moon,
Her dance a gift and a goodbye.
Tell me more about the wicked witch of the west,
Tell me about her auburn hair as it turned to dust,
Her angel voice, her last scream through the air it ******
Tell me about her godly form in the flame, her last words whispered
A deep cut through our chest.
Tell me more about my sister,
Tell me about the Wicked Witch of the West.
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 3:00 AM UTC