Triolet 🍀81 – Remembering Death (Evan Crossley 18/10/76 – 29/10/98)

#Triolet

Remembering death as it sucked
the life out of your cadaver.
The latest trend was bucked.
Remembering death as it sucked
me dry, leaving me bereft, tucked
up inside myself, as if fucked
up for good, no-one to care.
Remembering death as it sucked
the life out of your cadaver.

You were born out of a love, so pure,
So clean, you blossomed as a child.
In your teens your disease had no cure
You were born out of a love, so pure,
But death's shadow stalked you for sure.
And you wanted to live fast and wild.
You were born out of a love, so pure,
So clean, you blossomed as a child.

I hold onto all my memories of you.
I keep them deep inside my heart.
Grief still walks beside me, it's true,
I hold onto all my memories of you.
My October days carry a sad hue.
My spirit is weary and torn apart
I hold onto all my memories of you.
I keep them deep within my heart.


©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2024