Trisha Vicious

funny how fast an hour goes by realizing this pushes me forward and I see myself at the end of this life looking back at how fast time went by 

plucking the cloth from the ice bin placing it across her beating, beaten brow water dripping down, making its way around cool brown jewels for eyes stared into mine, wanting. "sometimes, all there is to do, is sleep" and she was gone

I will never be again who I was with you hiding but smiling gleefully I pushed I worked I laughed I cried so much I cried so much I cried so much inside you were never there and when you were, still gone writing or typing or listening to a different song but I sang I danced I smiled so hard still I cried I cried so much inside I cried so much your absence slowly killing me death near, by my side so I left and my world grew dark barely could I see only light emitting from others' hearts and still I wait awaiting that fateful day when my own heart beats again and leads me astray

vast squishy soft without you I spread out sleeping sideways occasionally layer blankets adding warmth arrange pillows on your side and sometimes I look up thinking of you somewhere there or perhaps there never however here again beside

and suddenly I realized... the entire time you were here I was alone

you've left me and you've gone gone gone gone I didn't expect you to stay I wanted you to stay but this is better somehow someway

with the sun shining down on golden pigtails and lighting up dark brown eyes she sat on the edge of the sidewalk legs crossed rolling a daisy between chubby short fingers plucking the petals one by one by one I wish...