Thinks & Inks

Crystalizing Sadness

I wore

My favorite black dress

To the visitation,

Now,

It is no longer 

My favorite. 

The family all stood in a line,

A line of black 

Suits and dresses, 

Their bond even tighter 

Now

After everything they had endured

Together. 

I bit 

The inside of my lip

Hard

In order to keep the tears at bay.

I tasted 

Blood

But my pain did not matter,

I was trying to be steel

Titanium

And they were clay,

Full of love, 

As they wrapped me in their arms

“Thank you so much for coming!”

“We love you!”

I was not expecting such strength, 

Such love, 

It seemed to crystalize them, 

While it turned my heart to rust