I hit my feet upon the ground,
I try to move it under foot, I
hit it with all my strength
so hard but only I feel the pain.

I hate you giver of life but you
swallowed, consumed that person
I loved. I grab at you hold you in
my hands feel the brown turn red
in my palmsas I bleed hitting with
fists your skin to hard.

I wish to claw at you not embrace
you as this went to far, I want them
back, next to me. Not in this place,
a place of life, but underneath so
many have you taken in to the dark
.

I cry tears, and you soak them up
hiding the evidence of emotion, I
hit once again for you hold on to
that which I hold dear who I love
so much.

I look down earth churned up, life
will once again grow anew, but
underneath is buried that who
I love, rest now as she has taken
you back. As I leave this cemetery
of  loss and of life. She takes but
also gives back, I will hate her for
a while, as I tread upon her, blood
still drips from my palms.