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 left on the hems 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 that bruise, the one you wore around your neck

i've stopped addressing my letters to you
this one is the last
i promised

but every word i write
it all unravels and coils around
the subject that is you

We need to build a bridge
Across this great divide
It's time now to forgive
And forget this foolish pride.

A simple word of anger
Can be like a sinking ship
Let's bail out that anchor
We need to get a grip.

Now it's time to do our best
And try and make amends
Forget about those past regrets
Families should all be friends.

Just one thing we failed to see
We had those happy days
And happiness it still would be
If rage didn't step in the way.

So that is all that can be said
Let's make the matter shine
Beneath the bridge is ruby red
And the water is our bloodline.

your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you

It took me seven years
to realise
the words in my mind
were too deep for
my mouth to dig up
I thought it was easier
to open my skin
and let the truth
pour down my arms

It took me seven years
to realise
nobody should be allowed
to touch parts
of your home
or hold pieces  
of your heart
that you don't yet understand

It took me seven years
to realise
I will wear these scars
forever
I'll carry them
through every smile
every kiss
every concerned gaze
I'll carry them
to my grave

It took me seven years
to realise
the pain carved
into the walls
of my castle
etchings of
attempting to disappear
are not a story of weakness
but a tale of
how I survived