The Funeral
Once a ship at sea destined to sink
That is all
That is left
Taking part of the ocean we call our heart
With you.
Now an empty chair,
All alone in a corner.
Now a filled box lying peacefully,
Eternally cold.
A cross surrounded by a swarm of black,
So many both old and young.
The water pouring down to the tune of a sentence
Like heavy waterfalls falling from the red sky above.
Eyes like glass mirrors,
Shattering even more
With each step
Following
So many people gathered,
Joined in their love, respect, care
For that one special person
Who changed so many lives
in one night.
The weary, sad skies,
Matching the mood.
The cold wind biting at skin
Yet ignored by all
The beautiful flowers waiting to be placed,
Those five white letters,
Signifying that this is no nightmare,
This is real
Now the filled box is filling its own hole
Accompanied by two lonely red roses,
Representing just two broken hearts
Out of so many more
All buried for eternity
Just like
You.
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