the mourning never stops
one moment they're here
and the next they're not
the sound of it still ringing in our ears
the weight of our loved ones on our shoulders
and in our hearts
funerals for the living
and weddings for the dead
broken memories scattered across the city
waiting to be fetched
bricks that have forgotten their past
faces with no will to laugh
damp from the flow of tears
mothers wishing they were in those coffins instead
now every bit of the air smells of death
and glued to that throne
the grim reaper has yet to take his last breath

you took the life out of me
stripped me to the bone
and i let you

now i lay before you
black and white

forgive me
for not listening
to what you were saying

i was too busy
drowning
in your autumn eyes

i pray
the day
i'll look at you
blankly
as you express
your love to me
.
.
.
will never come

I want to believe
That it's the night
That's making me think I still love you
When I'm with somebody else

I want to believe
That tomorrow morning
You'll mean nothing to me
And I won't forget that I love somebody else

I want to stop believing
That your poems are about me
And that you still love me
Because now you love somebody else

heard that word
after so long
'she's a nerd'
oh how i was harmed

i thought i was old
too old to be bullied
too old to cry

but apparently bullies
have no age
have no time
have no heart

they just come at you
and make you hate what you do

let go
of all the people
that belittle your achievements
that dont support you
that arent there for you
that use you

and start
working on yourself
improving yourself
loving yourself

because you deserve better

i put my all
in teaching you how to love yourself
in helping you when you were at your worst
in making us last forever

but
you chose her