In A Grave

In a grave, 'I won’t hear it! ”
'Why can’t I help? ”
I blame myself.

On a stone, “Rest in Peace”
“Why can’t I cope? ”
I hold tight, the memories, in me.

In a coffin, “Gone…”
“Why can’t I heal? ”
I bottle the pain myself.

On the dirt, “I brought you a rose”
“Why can’t I comfort? ”
I fall down without me.

In a mirror, “I am alive”
”Why can’t I forget? ”
I know, I feel the reminder in myself.

In a reflection, “I can’t face it”
“Why can’t I stop? ”
I see the words deep in me,

“I won’t hear it, help blame “
Right next to the image of the grave.
“I can’t rest, cope with the memories”
Right next to the image of the stone.
“I’m not gone, heal the pain”
Right next to the image of the coffin.
“I do not want the rose, comfort the fall”
Right next to image of the dirt.
“I can not be alive, forget to feel”
Right next to the image of the mirror.
“I don’t face it, stop the words.”
Right next to the image of the reflection.

by Candice Renae Williams

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