#rafters

I watched, lit cigarette in mouth, as they lowered her into the ground Her mom was crying and her father remained stoic All of us wore black, and the few of us that followed the procession looked like we normally did Turns out our greiving look was kind of ironic The pastor said somethings I can't remember I wasn't paying any attention to him

I tried hard, but I couldn't' beat my own emotions and now there's tears running down my cheeks wet trails down my face there was small lunch at the church but we held our own potluck down at Safe Space And Erin and Tommy played that song you really liked I hope you were there in spirit but I don't know how the afterlife works will you still have the bruises you left around your neck?

Not one of us saw it coming, but Clara had some suspicions she told Greg and I that something big was going to happen and that same day is when all three of us got the call We tried to justify your actions we tried to vilify your actions but in the end it doesn't matter and that hurts the most

Part I and Part II

Red Hill Barn, Devon, England - Type Studio