Wrestling with this hourglass Trying to bring back All the times that we fought And all the times I lost With you
There's a lifetime of moments We still had to share But the dust of your bones Settled before the dust In your veins had a chance
These days I've lost all sense Of what's worth it
I haven't listened to music In a month.
I've never known a darkness like hers. Not really.
You went in a hail storm And I don't know if that's poetic Or just the crescendo of what Your life led up to.
You always were chaos incarnate.
A gun with a hairline trigger.
The only blank left in the barrel Is the one taking space in my head Since you left. I never knew how many facets There were to grief. I don't think they make numbers that Big.
There's a pinprick of nothingness In the world And most people pass it by- But some eyes, they haven't Let it out of their sight.
I have grey hairs you'll never see.
She told me it was nothingness.
The anger on my tongue died later Than you, But so help me, Give me one more day to relive it And maybe I won't feel so empty.
Just one more.
Please.
My younger sister passed away from a ******/fentanyl overdose some months back. This is a collection of thoughts that also I threw lines in from an old poem also about her.