𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴
𝘚𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘨𝘦
𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦
𝘕𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵

𝘌𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴
𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧
𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘴
𝘖𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭

I held your hand and cried out
Don't Leave Me
You just smile and kiss my hand and said, Smile Son Smile.
Tears rolling down my cheeks
How am I suppose to smile
While you're on your last breath
Yet you still smiled wiped away my tears
And pinch my cheek
Making me to smile.
I smile
And you smile for the last time.
Making my heart to cry out loud
Tears they rolled down to be wiped away
But I couldn't wipe away my heart tears

Written word used to be an
extension of my mind; my
       thoughts imprinted onto paper
   in neatly formed sentences.

but now                              
they are jagged
uneven.                    
         tired.
                      torn.
malformed.                    ­            
                               incomprehensible.

I can't seem to put the words
together into sentences that  
have meaning.                      

The razor edge of my words
cut me, bleed my body dry
until there's nothing left    
but dust.

Ephemeral (adj). Lasting for a very short time.

Ephemeral (adj). His love for me; my love for myself.

Ephemeral (adj). The summers of my mind.

Ephemeral (adj). The amount of time I had with him.

Oblivion (n). The state of being unaware of what is happening around you.

Oblivion (n). The state that I live in.

Oblivion (n). The state that I entered when with him.

Oblivion (n). When I can't seem to get out of my head.