Don’t look
don’t speak
nothing is ever so obvious
and sometimes what goes up doesn’t come down.
Souls without bodies.
Bodies without hearts.
Angels tear off their wings for death
killers have chopped me into parts
until there was nothing left.
Don’t cower.
Don’t cry.
Nothing lasts so long.
We all die but some people are never truly gone.
People live for the ones they’ve lost
and the lost live in us.
Knowing there’s always someone to miss.