Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.

A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.

If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?

While I’m alone, He’s with her. While I’m crying, He’s kissing And rolling

I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.

I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.

You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,

When you taste your own sweet tear… Know I’ll be there. When the night becomes a friend, Know

I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that

Without you, I feel the pain. The rain seems cold now. Thunder is only evil, And the sky is bare and pale.

Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times

I feel that one never stops Loving their past loved ones. The nostalgia remembers all the Times when you slept in their bed, When you first opened up,

I could hop on a train. Grow akin to the screaming and whi… Where would I go? Far from here, from cold. Tell my parents my love,

Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?