RIP : Itchy.
My fuckin fast & furious fighting fish.
Red 'n' blue, just like an Amurican flag mmmmhmm.
Or South Korea. Whichever you prefer.
The way your body from head to tail glistened so magnificently in the water of your tiny cubical home.
The way you would dart at your own reflection, thinking it was another handsome fish.
The way you thrived when I came up too feed you every morning.
And then one day, you did not swim up to the top.
You just sat at the bottom, straing at the ground.
I thought, this is odd, and just sprinkled some food at the top, thinking oh, he'll eat it later.
I got home from school 8 hours later, and the food was still there.
You were still in the same spot, gulping for air.
This continued for one month, all of September. 3 months till December.
Why you stopped eating, I don't know.
Did you think horribly of your self body image? Did you feel the need to become anorexic to be beautiful ?
Did you starve yourself to suffer as people and other fish in poverty did ?
Did you not want to be on this planet any longer?
Did I not take care of you well enough ?
These questions will never be answered.
One thing I know is for sure.
"Goodbye To You (-mb)
Goodbye to everything I knew
You were the one I loved,
The one thing that I tried to hold onto."
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She wrote that song about her fish. <3 RIP Itchy.
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