R.I.P J.M
YOU’RE GONE
They dug him a grave six feet deep within the pallid earthly dirt amidst God’s acre
He is gone – a Priest announced sympathetically. Too young for his life to be over
After the cerise and snowy-white roses were gracefully cast upon his brown coaxed coffin; they covered his ashen body’s casket under a coat of soil, and a tile of risen concrete protection
The patch around his gravestone gradually becoming stonewashed
As the years of that significant date’s memorial’s winter sun shone down upon it evermore
I now realise the existence of the demons he’d been facing
My hands clenched in fists as I realised that […]