In a constricted box you lie! Silent whispers with tears to trace. Your ivory beauty this stylish grace, can you be in the angelic place? Strangling the shadow which makes you cry as I touch the lid that seals your eye. Death is a perse darkness of wit, yet there is still so much to confess. Cherished memories to loathingly caress.
Reason for writing:
i wrote this because i had recently had someone close to me pass away.
i felt it would be good to get my saddness out.
writing poetry helps me feel better and express my innermost thoughts.
i also wanted people to read this in hopes that they will realize that it is healthy to mourn, but not too
make yourself sick and go into depression.
Birth sign: Not entered
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Ti (pisces).