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greyaugustuspoetry · 7 days
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I want to scream.
But my vocal cords are unmovable
The ebb and flow of the air around me
Has kept me silent for the time being
For the air holds the wait of my grief.
And my grief weighs more than the earth itself.
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 7 days
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Dead on impact
At least that’s what your
Brother said when I asked.
I had pain on impact
Of the news you were
Gone.
Brain dead on impact
You felt nothing
At all.
Numb on impact.
I stopped moving
And so did the rest of them.
It was an impact
When you passed away.
I’m sorry that you couldn’t stay.
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 7 days
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I want to call you.
Catch up a bit.
I need you.
I miss you.
But,
You can’t.
Pick up the phone
With hands
Of mist.
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 7 days
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I sent you a message
I know you can’t even read it
But I still sent it.
I think your mom reads them now.
But I still check my phone to see if
You answered back.
But you can’t.
Not anymore.
Because you’re dead
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 8 days
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I think I relate to that song now.
The one you said was too sad for us
To live by.
Because you’re gone now
And reality is setting in.
The lyrics hurt a little more
Than when we were in different
States of life.
Once it was just a song
But now it’s music for my soul.
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 9 days
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I can’t explain it
But it festers inside of me
Eating me up with every passing car
And song that plays along
I miss my old life
Everything I see and hear
Reminds me of when I could still drink a beer
Laughing along with people who
Didn’t know the real me
But I really needed them today
To distract me from the hole
Festering away
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 1 month
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getting out of treatment /rehab and living life on a different timeline than you used to:
I love you but
We are on different time frames
I’m bettering myself
And you’re still on the move
Living a life that I found cruel
It’s okay if it works for you
But to me it was torture
I’ll never drink again
And you’ll keep being normal
You feel so far away now
That I do understand
Because now I’m in a meeting
While you get to play pretend.
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 7 months
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And I screamed at the bodies in the stars
To come back to me on this uneasy ground
In exchange for my own soul and tears
And a few of my half drunken beers
But they wouldn’t do that to me in any universe
My friends would never trade their places
For my stance on this world
No matter how much I cry and groan
And god,
Does that make me angry in every pit of my body
But it also comforts me to know
That even in death, their kindness grows
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 8 months
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You were everything.
Your smile lit up the sky
And your laugh brightened the moon
You hung the stars in my sky for a point in time
But now you’re nothing.
Gone to the abyss we call death
This place is dark without you
I can’t even see the floor.
Come back,
please.
I can’t do this
Not anymore.
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 8 months
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I used to be afraid of ghosts
I’d sleep with the lights on
Pray to god to keep them out
And keep all my limbs under the sheets
But then you died
And now I’m hoping
That this house is haunted
So that I can feel you in my bones
Just for one last time
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 8 months
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I wish I saved your number
And all of our texts
I wish I took more photos of us
So then I couldn’t forget
I wish I had called you
The night before you died
But I didn’t do any of this
So how will I survive?
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 8 months
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A friend of mine died last night in a car accident. I don’t know what to do anymore.
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greyaugustuspoetry · 8 months
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And when you picture my face,
make sure I have a smile on.
Laughing about something we conjured up together,
while you grin in solidarity.
This is so that when you remember me,
it is not when I hurt you and left you out to dry.
Frame my existence with joy,
so that maybe we can be together again.
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 8 months
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Today is my last day,
I'll never see them all again.
I don't want to be afraid,
but it's all sinking in.
It's comforting isn't it?
The trials I have endured.
My life without the structure of it seems rather distant,
but at least now I feel assured.
What will I do without them all,
where do they stop and I begin?
I know that I can go on ,
but the now seems to have drifted away to then.
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 10 months
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With the anniversary of my young friends death I’d like to talk about grief.
No one ever talks about the fact that grief doesn’t go away no matter how many years have passed. It is constant and like a wave, everchanging and randomly crashing into you at the most inconvenient of moments. Grief hurts, and it’s not pretty. You might find yourself crying and not being able to stop, screaming in your car hoping that someone, anyone, will hear you and come to your aid. You might get angry, either at yourself for being the one that lived or at god for making them die. And that anger is all consuming, just like the wave of grief it will take over your life. You might punch a wall, yell at someone for no reason, hurt someone. You will some days find yourself staring at the ceiling and questioning why that fan is even spinning. You will find yourself staring at the walls, confused on even where to start your day because you’re so overwhelmed with pain that moving a single inch feels like hell. And I’m telling you all this because you need to know that this fucking sucks, and to know it sucks at the beginning will make it better in the end. Just know one thing, it’s okay to grieve, to be angry, to scream, to cry, to hit things, to spit angry words. It’s all okay. Because someone you loved just died, and that fucking sucks. And you know what sucks more? As time goes on your memories of them will fade, just like their bodies did when they got out in the ground or burned. One day you will want to look back at something as simple as a smile and you just can’t. And it’s heartbreaking. Life will keep moving, your brain will keep aging, but they stay frozen. They always stay the way that you left them and it feels awful to realize that. Sometimes you’ll stay frozen too, you won’t want to keep going because it feels like you’re leaving them but trust me darling you’re not. You’re just growing up, something they deserved to do yes, but you deserve it too despite death. So keep moving, cry it out, feel the pain as it ebbs and flows, because guess what? That’s how you know the you’re ALIVE. And it is okay to be alive, no matter how much you regret being the one who is living you must come to accept that you just are, and that it’s okay. So with that I leave you this, you will be okay. I promise you will be okay.
To my friend Elijah, I will cry for you today, like I do every year. And I will have to be okay with that, just like I have to be okay with the fact that you’re gone. I love you forever, stay cool in the stars buddy.
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greyaugustuspoetry · 10 months
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I Can’t Cry Anymore
I can’t cry.
Why can’t I cry anymore?
Are my pipes too filled with muck?
Is my body too stuck?
Am I so emotionless I can’t even slump?
I want to cry.
There’s so much inside me
It need to be let out somehow
So someone punch me in the stomach
It’s my very last resort
Then maybe I can cry out all this hurt.
-Grey Augustus
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greyaugustuspoetry · 10 months
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You live in my mind like Peter Pan
You never grew up
And stayed in Neverland
Because you died so young
It was never planned
Far away from me and the surface
And any living thing that was worth it
You’re never coming home
Because you’re stuck in the stars
Im missing your ghost
Why can’t you be ours?
-Grey Augustus
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