Something that dwelled here.
No longer.
Youre gone but is it for forever?
I will not mourn your death
Not a single tear will fall from my eyes.
No more “you can’t”.
No more “you won’t”.
No more of your taunts.
No more holding back.
Because of this death, I’ve allowed more things to cross me.
I can’t wait for muscle failure.
I can’t wait for ice baths.
Confidence has drowned your painful words out.
In your grave goes my spit.
Did I wear black? No.
A bright yellow lay across my chest.
But in your grave, I did drop gold.
Second place trophies.
Second place metals.
Unwrapped and unwanted presents you gave me.
They never belonged.
Your words hold a motivation
Like a disease.
You can either lay in bed and let manifest
Or
Suck it up, and fight on.
Failure,
The best thing I never had.
All that is gone.