Time in Black

Beyond every fatality-
Is ignoring that it has happened.
So you shove it off-
Back into your brain.
Knowing it wont come-
To ruin any special occasion.
And that you wont-
Hide into your room,
With tears of guilt.
Reminisce pictures-
And notes,
That have been passed down-
Of generations.
Now that the dirt-
Covers everything in charcoal-
The dust doesnt rub off,
So faguely-
The best of life.
The screams has-
Overfilled your words.
Now that sorry’s dont ever count-
Or talking to the miracles-
That would’ve been.
Just coloring the vivid-
Goals-
Into emptiness