she reminisced the days when
they would lie naked
under the cool shade of palms
and wade in soothing waters
till sundown
she reminisced the nights when
when he was alive
before they went to war on themselves
choking on poisons
that coursed through their veins
when they shot up
lit up
shut up
the countless sleepless nights they had
she had
cradling his sweat and tear drenched head
living through the waves of destruction
decomposition
and yet
she dredged through that rot
so sick they were
so sick he was
so fucking sad
she reminisced the laughter
without the chokes
the wind blowing cool against hot hands
and smoke
'aah...this life is a disease.' she thought
'this life is so long gone...'
and with that she stepped out
her body shadowing the ground, her grave, below.
