death always lurked in the shadows
a discreet distance
ominous presence
until one day
walked straight through my life
rattling doors, kicking over chairs
opening cupboards where skeletons
rattled old memories
there was
cold air in empty spaces
against my cheek
reminder of my own mortality
a sudden urgency
to find meaning
he took my mother and father
before once more retreating
though I know he waits
in the corner of my eye
Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 6:23 PM UTC
death always lurked in the shadows
a discreet distance
ominous presence
until one day
walked straight through my life
rattling doors, kicking over chairs
opening cupboards where skeletons
rattled old memories
there was
cold air in empty spaces
against my cheek
reminder of my own mortality
a sudden urgency
to find meaning
he took my mother and father
before once more retreating
though I know he waits
in the corner of my eye
An attempt to express the loss of loved ones and how it changes you.
