Peace

I wept for your killers

poured blood at their graves
and left flowers at yours.

As I sat there
i could feel your presence
cold and hasty as
you whispered into my ear
please, come with me.

I pulled back for a moment

trying to string the months together
into something that resembles you
or even us
but i remind myself this is not the time
as you are no longer beside me.

The moment your heart stops beating

flashbacks of you wearing white gowns
your body feels so cold
cuts, bruises here and there
your hands so violet
the thought of your dead body
scares me as much
as it saddens me.

Oh how it’s been so long

longing to come home to you
and to sleep beside you
clouds are marching along
to the rhythm of your death
oh when will this end?

Hiraeth
my eyes are searching for hope
for you to come home again
maybe if i wait a little longer
you and I could find
peace
together in this cruel
world.

If all our life

is but a dream.