Red were the roses
The ones I left on your casket
Orange were the leaves
The ones in your tree
Yellow were the bruises
The ones that covered you head to toe
Green were the stains
The ones on the hem of your jeans
Blue were your lips
The day you were found in your noose
Indigo was the night sky
That night that you died
Violet was the bruise
That you wore around your neck.

You stood there behind me
As I threatened to jump
Although everyone had left
You choose to stay
And I stepped closer to the edge
You joined me and took ahold of my hand
In confusion I asked what are you doing
In reply you said
" my reason for life has always been you
And so if you jump I will too"
I broke out in tears
Unable to believe
That someone like you
Could ever love me
I knew then that
Death was not the answer
That it never would be
And that what I really always wanted
Was to spend
The rest of my life
With you.
You saved my life that day
And I don't think I'll ever be able
To thank you enough

She noticed everything
But didn't say much
She put a smile on her face
Fooling everyone,
She laughed
And everyone thought she was happy
Maybe if you actually looked at her
You'd realize how fake it all was
If you just took the time to look in her eyes
You would have seen how close she was to tears
But you didn't
You actually thought she was happy

When I die
Do not come to me with flowers
And eyes full of tears
Come to me with your new favorite book
And tell me all about it
Come to me with your favorite person
And tell me all about them
Come to me with a smiling face
And tell me all that I'm missing
Don't come to my grave sad
Come to my grave happy
Because that's all I could ask for.

When I was both young and naive
I believed in anything
And you told me that the twinkling stars
Were ******* by strings
That the moment I had joined this earth
A brand new one was strung
And every night out there in space
My sparkling star still hung
As is rose I'd ask the wise old moon
Which star up there was mine,
Guessing at which point of light,
My life had caused to chime
But nights are not eternal
Nor naivety or youth
And the world was quick to tell me
What I thought was not the truth
It wasn't string that stopped the stars
From falling out of the sky
And you didn't get to untie yours
When you kissed this world goodbye
But I think there's always somethings
That Pure knowledge can't explain
And I'll stick to what you said
Though the world thinks I'm insane
For it's hard to say what isn't true
And see clearly what things are
When on the night you slipped from earth
I saw a shooting star

There was a creaking in her attic
The kind that settles in your bones,
Makes your heart flee when you have the thought.
Of facing it alone
Her mind made it an object
With each creak sending her numb
Like noise possessed a pair of hands
Wrapped tight around each lung
The world told her to fear it
"There's nothing good in the unknown"
And she wondered if they had ever faced,
The creaking of their own.
So she built herself a ladder
From the thoughts that screamed to stop
And she climbed it to the darkness
Waiting at the very top,
There inside her attic
Prepared to fight it to her death,
Her fingers shook against the switch
And fear gripped at her breath
As the light flickered above her,
Not a monster was in view
But a group of dreams she'd dare not have
In fear they'd not come true
The creaking in her attic
Had been a plea into her heart
A dare to face the unknown
And release them from the dark
Because you won't encounter freedom
If you give into your fright
Sometimes the bravest thing you'll ever do
Is just turn on the light.

Take long showers and rub your skin raw
Until it becomes red
And their touch has been washed off
Their kisses and hugs washed down the drain

Say their name over and over
Until it becomes distorted
And foreign in your mouth
So all that's left are traces of bitter taste
Wash it down with a glass of wine
Or two
Or three

Remove all the sheets and blankets
That were once entangled with their legs
And embedded with their scent
Clean them. Rip them. Burn them.
Buy new ones. Buy a new bed.
One where the mattress has yet
To comform their figure

Start hating yourself
Because no matter what steps you take
You can never forget them
You don't even really want to