i’ve avoiding my thoughts for a while
the deep thinker inside has died
i need not fear my thoughts
dead with time and soberness
I wonder what it’s like to die
as your last breath shatters the room
did you feel the pain, did you drift away
like a carnival child’s balloon?
was it your destiny for us
to be crying and screaming at the sky
as your body laid limp in her arms
as I told my brother you’d died?
and the flowers surround the house
wilting away in our pain
for the sky is turning black
as I declare myself perfectly sane.