What happened
to the bright-filled future
with college and boys
that could let me be
stupid and wreak less
but I guess I
already am
That's my dad
telling them I'm his
as tears stream down
his lone face into my
mom's hair which is pressed
into his chest while
they cry together
That's my body
in a wooden box
going into the
sad wet ground
that people surround
saying their last goodbyes
as I say mine
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC
What happened
to the bright-filled future
with college and boys
that could let me be
stupid and wreak less
but I guess I
already am
That's my dad
telling them I'm his
as tears stream down
his lone face into my
mom's hair which is pressed
into his chest while
they cry together
That's my body
in a wooden box
going into the
sad wet ground
that people surround
saying their last goodbyes
as I say mine
