Is The Day Over?

I wrote this last weekend but couldn't find the strength to finish it... so for those who regularly check my blog, if you notice the date of post, then you'll probably understand what I'm babbling on about... Today I found a spare few moments to work on it. I still feel that it's sort of unfinished in a sense but I'm going to leave it. Enjoy.

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If I dont sleep tonight, does that mean the day is not yet over?
The funeral was yesterday
All of us dressed in black and white
I wanted to escape
I want to know what life on mars is like
Mod colours represented death for both nations
I tried not to cry too much
But I couldnt control my emotions
The tears flowed
And I went through two packets of tissues
Honestly it felt good to let all the emotions out
At least for the day
I'm sure there are still more tears inside me wanting to break free
More breakdowns, more screaming..
The eulogies read by her kids were beautifully spoken
Especially by her oldest son
There wasn't a dry eye in the room..

(I miss you and I'll always love you Aunty.)

x
chauie
I've been searching deep down in my soul. Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old, It feels like I'm starting all over again, - Goodbye To You, Michelle Branch