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Mar 2018
A field of daisies
Is where you began
And ended in a drawn out suicide

It took you
One night at a time

Drop by drop
Out of the ocean that
was you

Is that house in the woods still there?
And is that where all of the ghosts have gone?
To wait for me in the cracks in the floor
In the closets
And under the beds

But wait!
I had forgotten
You never got that far
Before life decided it didn't belong to you
And took it back
Into the void

"Come inside, everything you love is here with us now"
That is what it screamed
Day after day
And when the night came too
Only then louder when it became dark

I can't blame you for your homecoming
To the party that was waiting
On the kitchen floor...
A poem about my mom
Shaine van Brug
Written by
Shaine van Brug  32/F/Pennsylvania
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