-

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

The silence of an empty bed.

The cacophony of that silence.

The emptiness of helpless grief.

It's all a free fall

Bound we come into this world, unfettered, we leave.

The lives we live in between - nectar through a sieve.

Boundless joy and crushing pain - two sides of the same coin.

We take love and we give some.

Make our memories - some happy, some glum.

We gather things and objects, staking our claim,

Expensive watches, designer shoes, exclusive memberships, collectors' perfumes

Forgetting there's no need of anything in the other realm.

We strive and do our best; in a crowd we stand tall,

And yet, finally, at the end of it, it's all a free fall.

The ice cold feel of death. the absolute stillness. the delusion that the chest rose and fell. the pleas for a reprieve, for someone somewhere to press control+Z. the final knowledge that it's all useless.

the flash of happy moments. the shudder that there won't be any new ones.

The finality of death.

Didi's gone.

Gone

Gone. with a whoosh. just gone. soft skin. burning. gone. insides crawling, to be stomped out. she's gone. my sister's gone!

Relationships...

...They make you laugh, they make you cry, they make you shake your head in wonder, they make you want to kill...or die.

...They bring you joy, they bring you pain, they make the sun shine, they bring on the rain.

...They gently caress you, they hold you tight, they screw things up, they set them right.

...They show you grass meadows, they show you the whip...

Aah! The ups and downs, the highs and lows...aah! relationships.