R.I.P. (Radical. Immortal. Poetry.)

Written away

Written: feb. 17 2015

To be exact, it's been six years,

Yet I still have an ocean of tears

That only papers will ever know,

For I've written away all forms of sorrow.

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I was never ready for your passing,

I never will be-it's everlasting.

I can't even feel shame from anyone's pity,

Too sad to care for seeming dark and filthy.

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My emotions, do they function well?

Because it's all gloom, I can tell.

I wish to love you even more, my father,

Though it brings me pain ever after.