I always felt like my little sister’s Father’s Day post was just a front
For the other 364 days she was causing problems
And maybe it was
Maybe she didn’t give her dad a second thought half the time
But I miss that post this year
And the post on Mother’s Day
Such heavy occurrences
Losing a sibling is like losing a limb
And a piece of your heart that grew in them
There are times I remember when I was irritated by her
And now feel badly because
Even though she was being exasperating
She was still here
Remembering back to those emotions
I don’t just remember the event I remember the feeling of the event
Somewhere in my heart I truly believed we would grow old together
Broken now
Such a dream
To grow old with someone
Even just a sibling
Just
Even with a sibling
When my parents die I will be truly alone
I am the one trapped in this dream
Hello Chester
You’re going to make me cry
Yup you’ve got me crying
My battle symphony
Yes maybe maybe I needed to cry a bit
I love you Chester
Your timing is impeccable
As usual
Just don’t give up on me
I’m going to pick myself up off the ground until my body won’t go anymore
I’m trying to
To live to honour you
And your friend
And all the people I’ve lost along the way to
Shouldering the burden they and you carried
I’m sorry I couldn’t take it until it’s too late
Melissa I miss ya
So much
I’m on the corner of thought and spirits
I feel your warmth
I hope your dad does too
Whatever this feeling is
It’s like that moment before someone, who you know who it is, enters the room
It’s like Schrodinger’s cat
Except the moment before they enter the room and become themselves
Never ends
Like they’re both there and not there
Beyond humanity
They always say keep going
For some reason I’m listening
Don’t give up on me, okay, Chester?
I am convinced my body failing is a manifestation of my holding in my true self for the sake of society
Can’t solve that
But continue
To continue
If this is a dream
Thank you for the stars
Resident Big Burning Ball of Fire included
I’d have no one if not for them
Someone to see
Send me someone to see please
Someone who sees me
I know that’s the hard part
I want someone to come running but know I have touching issues so they stop just a bit aways
Say they found me
Yeah that was the fantasy
Instead I live a life of watching lights go out
I want to make this world better
One where lives like my sister’s don’t happen
Cruel and short
And they looked around and thought they were civilised
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