For Better Or Worse

The night that sent yellow jots

Of light straight through your mind

The feeling that you have that things will get better

Within time

The blue tears showing signs of

Surrender and remorse

The dark red images of how the blood gushed inside

The red image of all that

The evil will fade, without

A blade,

For suicide

You try to go white and clear your mind

But the darkness feeds into you like

Blue Missouri tides

Those black, dark images in your mind

The yellow police tape

The man lying on the ground

Or the motorcycle

Or the fact that my cousin would never

Ride again

Or maybe he still is, riding with the wind.

This poem is about: 
My family


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