Vol. 2 Ch. 4 P. 12

death, funeral,burial

They told me that this is not goodbye, just good night.
If that’s the truth, then I will wait for dawn,
even if it means waiting for the rest of my life.


6 thoughts on “Vol. 2 Ch. 4 P. 12

  1. This is a pretty hard hitting post. I think the photo might be a mismatch – the words are so much more than “just” about corporeal death. Still like it though 🙂

      • L – I fear for you, that is almost a bitter sounding comment. I hope you are not feeling miserable and unhappy right now. And if you are – well, that might be good for us fans if it spawns some more great poems.

        • Ah, I’m glad to say that I’ve been there, done that, and I lived to tell about it. 🙂 Depression kicked my ass but I’m okay now. I still remember what it was like, though. I also know a few people who are currently struggling with it. 😦 – L

          • I know people dealing with depression too – “kicked my ass” is probably just how they would phrase it.

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