Death

Rest In Peace

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August 15th, 2025

I don’t understand what love means
If not in sickness and in health
I spent years prioritizing you
And your needs above myself
But what is love if not the person
You can count on when you’re in distress
But you told me you were busy
And I could handle it myself
Your game was more important
Because it had just been released
As I called from blocks away
Wondering if I needed the police
And I couldn’t get past that moment
I was rear ended running an errand for you
Years later I find out that you’re gone forever
These moments neither of us can go back to

Two Dead Lovers

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June 3rd, 2025

One good day
Couldn’t last until night
A dead relationship
Gave up the fight
Backs to each other 
They grew apart
Took a sword
Through each other’s heart
And no police man
Could stop the crime
There were no arrests
And no facing time
If you can’t believe
This story is true
Know it wasn’t about me
I wrote this for you

Note: The start of this year I was working on self discovery and healing from the past. I’ve been writing for twenty-five years, and I was thinking about what attracted me to poetry. The two poems I memorized in my childhood were the poem in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, and one that has many variations that have been used with no known author. This version of the poem is what was in my head while I wrote this:

One fine day in the middle of the night

Two dead boys got up to fight

Back to back they faced each other

Drew their swords and shot each other

A deaf policeman heard the noise

Ran over there and shot those boys

If you don’t believe my lie is true

Ask the blind man, he saw it too