It doesn’t get better as the days go by
and death not be proud isn’t an antidote to the end of life.
Instead it’s a call for the living to prepare the tears and flowers.
They misunderstand what one needs,
offering bible verses as comfort and talking about the good times,
jokes about the plans they had
while I wonder if you would cry at my achievements
or laugh at my mistakes?
I too had plans or rather I had faith,
and both fell through.