What will your epitaph say?

Here lies Marie –
a warrior, woman, wanderer.
She died hoping there was still enough
magic left in the universe to make words
reach light years and constellations,
the way suns of other galaxies shine
long after they die, telling the story
of one ancient star who once had a
dalliance with words until it was
finally her time to journey to the
slow, glimmering brevity of sunsets.

*Prompt: Here lies… / Dalliance for #augunfiltered

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Epitaph

There is a cruel irony in cemeteries.
You’d see tombstones standing tall,
strong and erect, with the epitaph
ready to last 100 years, as if they can
halt their inevitable decay. When my Continue reading “Epitaph”

Heartache

I know that there will be days when you want to die. Everything feels heavy and your body will ache with numbness. You’ll lock yourself in your room, feel the weight of the entire world sink into your skin. You’ll text him and tell him you miss him. Your friends will make fun of how quiet you’ve become. You’ll them you’re tired. You’ll tell them you haven’t slept. You don’t tell them about the burn in your chest.. how breathing becomes a burden.. how soft death looks like.

These are days, however, will pass. The nights will still be long, but you’ll wake up feeling light again. You’ll feel your wings grow out of your back, feel the stars at the tip of your fingers.

One day, you’ll forget what all that weight felt like, what thinking of death felt like, what thinking of him felt like. Yes, one day.

*As requested by @brimart2015 for #bemymuse no. 15