Drowning into the emptiness
I find myself smelling of insomnia
And reminiscing
I clutch my trench coat
and my bouquet of kaleidoscope flowers
Because the cold wind blew my fedora hat off


The chill traces her long, spidery fingers
Down my spine
Like the way Marigolds spoke to me


I see the seven graves again which lie side by side
They call to me unrealistically
They are Galateas holding Forget-me-nots
I imprisoned them in the marble


The mausoleum smells of dead roses
I gave ever since
I gave now and then
Amounting to numbers no one even dares
Dream of
I foolishly said I loved you till the end of time


I step up to the first grave
The one who was Monday
She was the one I remember from the start
She gave me life when I had none
She took it away too
I place Butterfly Orchids on your headstone
I Re-carve the epitaph that was nearly lost

-"You were always on my mind"-


I moved towards the second one
The one who was Tuesday
She lulled me with the way she blooms
I was a fool with child-like wonders
I never learn from experiences
I place Carnations, just those plain and general ones
Ironic from what they really mean
I hammer the epitaph that was corroding

-"You were so fascinating"-


I Heaved myself toward the third
The one who was Wednesday
She gave me simple joys
Which I never really appreciated
Sorry if I was too blinded to see you
I place Scillas to always remind myself of the wrongs i have done
I slate the mold and spider webs gathering from your epitaph

-"Please forgive and forget"-



I'm halfway there



I wearily trounced myself to the fourth
The one who was Thursday
She was simple and that in itself was paramount
You were a wonderful friend
Cheerfulness cant be defined whenever I was with you
I place Crysanthemums like your daintiness was put upon me
I blow away arcane dust from you epitaph

-"You were wonderful and cheerful"-


I forced myself to face up to fifth
The one who was Friday
You had a warrior's heart within you
I smirk again as I remember the crazy things we did
You were never really scared of anything were you?
Even seperation
I place Gladiolus, the Sword Lily, you pierced my heart then
I flick away those candles which turned your epitaph black

-"You gave me strength of character, thank you"-



I'm nearly finished



I was floored by the time I got to the sixth
The one who was Saturday
I never really expected you to be here
I thought all was finally in universal harmony
All things must come to an end you said to me
You never really wanted to spend eternity with me
I place Primroses and their colors you didn't seem to see
I trace the aging marble of your epitaph

-"I can't live without you"-


I now arrive at the seventh with tears strolling in my eye
The one who was Sunday
I never thought I would love and lose so many times
I never thought you would play me like this
You were so perfect
I guess you're unattainable like the stars
I place Daffodil, the only one I had in my garden of sorrow
I kiss the open wound which was your epitaph

-"You gave me unrequited love, but
The sun was always shining when I was with you"-