Coffins
by a good friend
Broken
along the shores
of bleeding ocean reds
I
find your bones a-c-r-o-s-s
the
dirty
sandy beds.
Reminded of the sirens
when I couldn't look away
and wouldn't close my eyes
or find the words to
say.
Memories of
hatred
of one who >stabbed< and
ripped
given you were already dead
from words with blood that dripped.
Now looking on horizons
the sun will shine your face
and diamonds fall from skies
while angels scream at pace.
Crying
on the scene...
given that you knew..
and even in a coffin.
I'll forever love you<3
