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Jul 2019
Everyday
As
The sun sets
And
The sky
Turns from blue
To dark,
With
Stars shinning
Bright
Like a thousand
Lights
In the Sky
Reality hits
Me,
Reality hits me
And
My heart
Starts to wander
As
My inner demons
Confront me,
All I do
Is long for the night
To pass
And
For morning
To come
So that I can roll
Another joint of ****
And
Try to escape
Reality
By reaching
A state of ecstatic fantasy
As these days
Highness
Is the only
Chance
I get to be close to you,
To touch you,
To Hug you,
To Hold you tight
To me,
And
To Kiss you
On the forehead,
Because ever since
August 11
My life has become
A cemetery,
A part of me died
With you
On that Crash,
It was on the eve
Of our Anniversary,
At times
I still dial your number
On my phone
Hoping you'd pick up,
Sometimes
I feel like you'll walk
Through the kitchen door
Saying
"Honey I'm home",
I couldn't even enter
Your funeral
As some of your family members
Still blame me for an accident
That took a drunk
Truck driver
To cause,
I still visit the spot
To relive the horrors
Of that day
Whenever I miss you,
You were buried
On August 16
But
I buried you
In my heart
So that I always
Love you
And not grief
Over you
For as long
As my heart beats
I know you're alive
And
With me,

Till
we meet again
My sweet
Ruth
Taetso Tshegofatso Makutu
Written by
Taetso Tshegofatso Makutu  Nelspruit ,south Africa
(Nelspruit ,south Africa)   
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