Leaving

Today I had a funeral 

For a past life. 

Her nails painted pink, 

Eyes rusted shut. 

They say the distance killed her. 

The coroner had a hard time 

identifying her. 

Her heart had grown too swollen 

then dried too quick. 

I wish I had told her at 

the time that 

happiness doesn’t last. 

But instead she went all in. 

She had left nothing behind 

Did not give herself any room 

to fall 

just fly. 

So when the plane took off 

and then landed 

there was nothing to cushion 

the fall. 

Today I had a funeral 

For a past life. 

Placed in a frame under my bed 

Hoping to forget.

Author's Note

My first poem on here :) Let me know what you think of it please!

Reviews

[Lyingwithlions]

Such a mesmerizing piece, great work. Hope to see more. :)

[JMKane117]

There's beauty in simplicity. "I wish I had told her at the time that happiness doesn't last." That's a very powerful line and I love it! :)