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Celeste Wallis
Poems
Jan 2019
The Funeral
You've stolen the breath from my body
As if I was more that just a corpse to begin with
But I still fight
I will rise from this grave
&
Bury my demons in my place
At least for tonight they will stay silent
At least until the moon sets over a grave I will eventually be forced back into
&
My demons walk amongst the living once more
I hear their cries in the break of morning
I run to you as they hunt me
Seeking shelter
&
A certain comfort only family can provide
As the world outside crumbles with chaos
&
The monsters that were once mine get closer
I notice a strange familiarity to their return
A sort of tragic comfort
The same way I always felt around you
In this realization,
I set the house on fire with emotion
&
Trap myself in this home
I have no way of escape
So I let them drag me back under
To a place where I belong
They bury me alive
&
Instead of helping me fight my demons,
You were trying to put out the flames on a house that had already crumbled
&
In all this destruction,
It seems you were the only one who survived.
#funeral
#death
#depression
#family
#grave
#demons
#home
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