Grave

It’s dark and it’s cold ...’it feels like death...I’m alone it’s not real... I can tell with each breath.... a sea full of people but I’m the outcast...laughing and shunning me out from my mother’s past...alone in the corner eyes full of tears...like the rain crashing down...invisible nobody hears....lost no goodbye ...not even the privilege see him put in the ground....angry and sad it feels like death is all around ...in all directions I’m being attacked? Abandoned left out when I know you loved me for a fact...broken down deep to my core...held it in locked away behind my hidden door...it’s starting to crack... I’m feeling defeated...I’m ready to snap...carrying the grief that they gave... like cement on my feet keeping me from your grave....