Unorthodox

The death of a loved one is terrible, so I decided to do something despicable. 

I realized if I did something despicable, my conscious would not clear

So that’s why I am writing this here. 

To clear my mind of what happened over time… just to be a waste of time.

This is not the best poem but thoughts that would not form

So, I decided to write this unorthodox poem.

Short and sweet to the point so that I can get this thought not to perform.

Thank you for taking the time for reading this poem like I said its unorthodox…lol.