my mind is a graveyard

My mind is a graveyard

I have buried people I once loved

at every corner lays a body few inches deep in the ground

as I stand there staring at each of the headstones, faces come into view like bullets piercing through my head

memories flood in like reels of regret

tears roll down making an ocean too deep

but each night I sacrifice my sleep

to sit on each grave letting an ocean flow out

like a lost thalassophile, grieving on the remains of those i ever loved

cause that's all that is left of them

doesn't matter how hard I hit my shovel on the ground

the memories I wanna bury six feet under float in the air above me

the faces I wanna cast away from my head, become evident with passing of each night

the helplessness hits and I look like a forlorn figure standing in a graveyard waiting for the day I get inhumed beneath the ground under my feet