Sad thoughts - an Ode to the Departed

Ode to the departed


I had to hold my breath
until I noticed the body
that really wasn't yours
soulless... like putty


I watched your wife cry
in the funeral parlor
in the church
in her father's arms


I watched your father
broken, a shell of a man
your mother by his side
looking like she needed directions


I looked at your wife again
and pretended not to picture
her when she found you
hanging, not swaying


I looked at your brothers
and at your sisters
but had a hard time peering
inside their eyes


I looked inside myself
and found the constant pit
and somehow, I understood

-the awe-struck-ninja

*Just keep running*