The Mistake Poem by Kira Travis

Caressing flowers, and speaking softly.
Gentle breezes and mourning.
Crowd together, stand together, drink, toast and communicate.
Lay it to rest. See then? Do you see them?
Can you hear them?
Suffocating....
Just breathe deep, count to five or ten
Just to cope and mend
What am I?
A Person..today. a member of this Family, died.
losing always my mind
But She seems fine.
Past memories always creeping on the edges.
Moments forever etched into memories
She's the one who'll be alone. Even in a crowded room.
The actions were forever as they spoke louder it seemed.
The doors that slammed my face. Locked me out.
Too nice to say something anything.
Pushed and passed the staff, not saying anything
until she just left and caved,
giving into the emptiness swallowing.
Just the feeling and some words that stayed
Walking alone among the foggy days
Following them, but who are they?
Wishing for the long nights clearer haze,
Will it always be this way?
The past few months.
Flipside
It's not about you. It doesn't revolve around you. It never was about you. Your mind played a foul ball. But you struck out. Your too easy. Your too open. Your guard was up but in the wrong direction. Your defensive maneuver was in the wrong moment/place. Too obvious. A mistake.
Can't you do anything right