Death’s attire

I go to funerals in tall boots and trench coats,

What better to hide my heart with.

Just yesterday I was in sandals and spandex, splashing in the tides of the ever approaching ocean with you. Now it's so rainy I need the boots to keep my soul from getting soggy and discouraged.

We're mourn when you wanted us to laugh,

You wished for sunshine and we weep in a downpour of despair,

Black adorns every body here and sorrow is in every pocket of this coat, they weigh me down like chains on my breaking heart.

One day my memories will play the sunshine of you but for today I welcome the rain.