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Post by Laura on May 2, 2006 19:43:04 GMT -6
a/n: I'm in a sad mood, heh . . . go figure
Cloudy Day Funeral
will you have my goodbye tattooed on to your palm? and I wish I could be there forever with you
the plain, flatlined and green I want to be buried there.
gifts are no longer being accepted I'm sick, not getting well keep them as colourful bills in your back pocket
crowding your wallet.
paths lead me out to nowhere and now my hair is turning yellowish a stained coloured grey
I used to sing to you through the walls keep my voice bottled up when you're feeling as if I'm too far unseal it and let me scream out
the field, unrosed and green I want to be buried there.
expect nothing but the truth from here on out wish you would keep my words inked as they delicately fall off my tongue and out my lips
they crash on a plate, not expensive but it breaks so easily, like I did
will you be there at my cloudy day funeral? and I wish I could be there.
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Post by Absinthe on May 2, 2006 20:11:20 GMT -6
I'm not sure what to say to this, other than it was absolutely heartwrenching, especially after reading your blog entry. I hope this whole thing is just a scare and noting more for you.
Just remember.....Stay strong and you can beat anything.
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grifter
A Devoted Distraction
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Post by grifter on May 3, 2006 8:17:29 GMT -6
"the plain, flatlined and green I want to be buried there."
i really enjoyed these lines, and the whole poem, had a strong emotional charge, i'm up to my eyeballs in papers and tests, or i would write more, i hope it rains when i die love, bobby
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Post by thecrazybeautiful on May 4, 2006 14:57:18 GMT -6
This gives me the image of a fantasy-type funeral for some reason. This painted alot in my mind, some really emotional images.
I really like this one.
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