I’m not okay...
he's screaming,
he's shouting,
he's yelling,
he's crying,
words come out of his mouth when he takes his last breathe,
people went by,
people stood by,
people looked,
people took,
never said a word,
never opened their eyes,
they just looked at him,
when he was saying his last goodbyes,
they said those two colors don't go together,
one color is far much better,
they looked over and saw,
his soulless body,
all numb and cold











