if i were to die, would she look at this plate of pizza half eaten...and remember me, i dont think she could.. i doubt that she would.. why is it... shes never understood, would memories haunt her, as she walks past the mantle, realizing its been 2 years now, and shes still searching for answers, the grave sites no longer covered with flowers... the tombstone has since suck to the left.... from constants storms and showers... the cemetary has been closed for years, due to the soft soil... she still walks past everday... never forgetting her sorrow, 30 years now gone... and shes yet to move on... still holding my braclet... and with it the memories.. of the day that i died....
Reason for writing:
i was way way drunk when i wrote this not sure if it makes sense or whatever...yeah im a joke i cant leave here this site is way entertaining at the very least...cipher
Birth sign: Aries
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