Walking back into the black
she trips a bit,
a slight stumble,
and she is befuddled
by everything
she cannot see.
She slips
losing her grip
and giving in to
the will of rigormortis.
So,
death becomes
her paling pallor.
Twenty-eight. 🖤⚜️ Birthdays aren’t just about getting older,they’re about looking back and realizing how far you’ve come. This birthday was more than just a celebration it was a reminder of how loved I am.