If I go before you.
Put my chains and remains in black,
Whatever you find; put my cross on,
Bella Donna Flowers on an ice cold night,
Friday the 13th if it lines up right.
Fill up at the whip post death before You say goodbye
Leave me to rest 1 by 1 Until it's just my dad and mom
Leave my remains at the Greek cemetery.
Get the boys flying down main, pass by my childhood home, the restaurant I grew up in With my Girls in the back waving for me,
16 Mickie's in the trunk, whatever you want, poor them out at penner park, 20 now.
One for each year my soul has parted with.
One for each of the girls that live inside my broken temple.
Go Fast till you're back where it began.
Light my childhood home on fire
If you can. Burn the bad memories down.
Let my spirit and soul fly free, free from haunting energy.
Let me become a god, pure energy, a shooting star passing by at night, I will be the light, that catches your eye everytime you are passing by. I will be Looking down everytime you look at the sky. I will protect you, from beyond, don't let me or this ruin your life.
The skeletons Ive kept will lay beside my mortal corpse and soul. My soul is at rest.
Don't call my corpse down for my selfish act.
Black out, I'll be with you doing the same,
Shoot a round off at the sky
Kill me while I'm looking down, one last time.
Udder my name for the last time, with your goodbye.
Leave the girl I broke to Rest In Peace,
while we drink ourselves to death unable to see.
To everyone I've met, and have kept with me to this day, and to those I left
So you didn't feel the pain, Thank you
For being the reason I stayed so long.
20 years I've tried to fight,
My immortal soul has moved on.
Giannula Vlahos
YOU ARE READING
Giannulas Chronicals,
PoetryMy first series of poems, Falling in and out of love, finding myself again, and letting go of old pain. Thank you and I hope you Enjoy. New additions may not be found at the bottom but within the lineup. In chronological order. -giannula 🤍
