Treasure Island

Serenity Tate

(6-28-91 / deep inside the imbis)

till death do us part


death comes and goes as it pleases,
when its time to go,
you will know,
the pain of unsatisfing faces glare at you while you lay,
the expectations of you gettting better hurts each day,
the faces of the ones you truly love most; fall off when the news comes,
the reliable ones saying your time is getting shorter,
cries and wines,
hugs and goodbyes,
you die even faster each time while you watch them tear apart,
the family starts to die a little more when they see the beats soften,
a decision they have to make to either let you struggle or let you live happily,
he is waiting,
wat is it going to be,
say goodbye or beg for the pain to leave,
you have said your goodbyes each day in your memories with them,
you will watch them mature and detour into drops and pick ups,
you just have to pray and take care of the loved ones below,
goodbye old friend and i will remember the bitttersweet memories from the inside out.

Submitted: Thursday, February 28, 2008
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