Death Poem - Tumblr Posts
If I were to die before you, I'd crawl from my grave and back to your arms, with no other thought than you on my rotting mind.
I am alive. Yet, I have died so many times while I still breathe.
If I had known you were going to die. I wouldn’t have allowed myself to fall in love with you so quickly.
Having them. Is worth loosing them. Sometimes you just know.
I’ll always wonder for the rest of my life. Did he ever get to read what I wrote for him? Did he get to know how much I cared. Did he understand that he would be my first thought when I woke up and the last before I went to bed. Did he know?
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄? — tw: suicide
‧˚₊꒷꒦︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶꒦꒷꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶꒦꒷‧₊˚
"what does it feel like?" i asked.
the cool grass sprang between my toes.
you laid still.
the grass was freshly mowed and the smell would normally be inviting, but the air sat differently because of you — uncomfortable.
"i wish i understood," i said.
i squeezed the cool earth in my hands.
you laid still.
the dirt was cold and the worms within it lively. you always loved the outdoors and all of its creatures.
"i wish you could talk to me," i said.
the sun shined much like your smile.
you laid still.
the sun was bright and out in full, but today stayed chilly without your warmth in it.
"i always wondered what it felt like," i said.
i could smell the honey suckle in the air.
you laid still.
the flowers i had picked for you flew in the summers breeze and gently decorated the surrounding cemetery.
"i hope i get to join you soon," i said.
i placed my hand on your tombstone.
you laid still.
the beauty of this summers day
would have contrasted well with
the horrible, selfish act you committed.
the green of the grass would have
contrasted well with the red puddle
we found you in.
the light of the sun, the dimness in your eyes.
the beauty of the garden, the slits in your wrists.
all contrasting in the worst ways.
but please, tell me,
what does it feel like?
‧˚₊꒷꒦︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶꒦꒷꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶꒦꒷‧₊˚
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