**As I said in part 1, this is just me venting and my thearpy through writing it all out! I almost changed this one, for I think it to be a tad morbid...even for me. I chose not to change it because it was one of those rare writings that pour from your soul, like you are in a trance....you don't even realize what you have written. I do not intend to come across offensive or insensitive in this write, and apologize now if I did so unintentionally. Death is a part of life, there are many stages and states of mind to it...this is one of mine. This came from my soul.....does that mean I am a dark soul, or am I a morbid person....yes....sometimes I am....are not we all.**
Effusion
First comes the sadness, then comes the madness
As you fell to your liquid death
Off to mystic realms you go
On your journey, exploring what is yet to be discovered by the living some day
Leaving us behind with nothing but the harsh realities of your short years here
A few aging, fading photographs, and shadows left behind from the light that burned bright in you
Along with the heavy memories, that will live on but lighten
Just as will the grief forced upon us by the grim death that was forced down your throat and into your lungs
The black clouds that were cast that nightmareish day will linger long into the days and nights when the earth that surrounds you will be dry and covered in dieing leaves changing their skin so beautifully
Just like you
There you will lay, under a thick blanket of wet snow, warm and snug while escaping your human form
Maybe by this time, those black clouds that have been holding us down to meet you, will fade into grey yet glistening webs, to filter us from being to happy, yet allowing us to mourn just enough
Maybe when the remnants of death are no longer present in the forms of a mothers tears and cries, family members zombie like steps and stares, and mumbleings
maybe when all thats done, I will no longer feel like a sponge soaking up all the pain and misery around me and not being able to ring myself out
When will my minds pen end this psychotic effusion
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