Celebrating the life of a broken heart I see. People light Japanese lanterns every year to let go of the past. Well I guess what I am not Japanese. Hahha yeah ironic to come from a person who lost a loved one to a ticking clock.
It’s supposed to help with grieving they say. But how can one forget a part of themselves.
Maybe it will help with forgetting the pain for one or two days. But how can one cope with the empty dark void of space.
How does lighting a dame lantern make me any closer to a person locked in a grave? How I can never hear a voice nor feel there presence?
How does it still after lighting the god dame lantern burn my eyes till they are flooded with tears?
How will it stop me from repeating the memories in my mind. How will it ??? I demand to know!!! I have paid the price for this lantern but why won’t it show it’s magic.
Because it doesn’t. Men are cowards and there cowardly ways to respect life. Probably the only day a man gets respect is the day he dies. No matter how much he works his ass off no one will notice the pain behind that smile. No hard feelings but this this the truth mate!! He wants to hear all the nice things you say to him when he is actually alive and breathing. Not when he is nothing but a stone cold dead boby in a wooden box .
In these words lies my dark humor of bitter truth. I pity this man kind and little by little I forget to be one. Dead people always receive more flowers than the ones who are alive, because regret is greater than gratitude.
Remember everyone is fighting their own battles be kind and humble. Some kind words can make someone’s bad day a little brighter…
WE ARE ALL COPING TO LIVE WITH DEATH,REGRET AND PAIN…. Nothing ever comes back but our memories… MAKE EVERY DAY COUNT….. WE MIGHT NEVER KNOW WHAT OUR LAST WORDS MIGHT BE
© G V Raghavasree