Death VII: Denial and Delusion

I don’t think Death takes all the lives that it has stolen
around with it;
He would have too much to carry.
I’ll look for where He keeps them
and return yours to you;
we’ve got so much more to do.
I’ll make sure you are not buried
till I hurry back with you.

Can’t anything at all be done to bring you back?
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Ups and Downs II

Good times don’t last 
because they stop being “good”
when they become normal.

In-form-ation II

Everybody wants to advise you;
everybody wants to contribute their two cents,
even when they need it more than you do.
Everybody wants to dissect you into two;
“I’m not a fish, honey;
you musn’t be a fish too.”
Everybody wants to teach you what they know,
whether or not it’s the truth.

Death in Shining Armour

That a person has a shining armour
does not make them a knight;
shining armours won’t make a person a knight overnight.
Don’t try too hard to make someone what they are not;
don’t try too hard to make them yours.

Death VI: Death is the True Life

Our bodies were made out of dust;
our spirits are enclosed in dust,
and so, we’re dead,
we’re born dead,
buried in our bodies,
buried in our selves.

We don’t die forever, of course.
It only lasts for a day,
or ten years,
or fifty, or eighty, or one hundred years.
Then we become free from our graves,
our bodies;
we live forever!

Dead Love II

You didn’t fall out of love with me.

My heart’s legs are badly injured;
yours look intact to me.

You pushed me out of it;
you took “me” out of “we”.

I Still Love You

withering sunflower

My darling sunflower,
you’ll always be my flower,
with or without the sun.

Rise Like a Phoenix

Cry if you need to,
so you can laugh.
Bleed if you need to,
so you can heal.
Destroy if you need to,
so you can (re)build.
Let certain things die
if they need to,
so you can live.

Princess of Hearts

Princess Crown

Some have good hearts, but don’t they become heartless?

That happy little princess who
constantly put smiles on our weary faces, for months,
had the sweetest and the most beautiful heart I’ve seen,
even though she had a bad one.

A heart so beautiful Heaven wanted her back.

For my first cousin once removed [Rest in Perfection]

Broken

Laughing in pain,
slowly going insane.
Hiding the stain,
praying for rain.
Ignoring the knife,
pleading for a new life.
I’m breathing in death,
desperate for rebirth.