The little voice whispers in my ear
"Just cry in the shower, so no one can hear"

your kisses were warm
yet your heart was sort of chilly
when you wrapped me in my blanket you seemed to become annoyed
i tried to touch your face but you pulled away from me
what did i do?
have i disrespected you
or let you down in any way?
just let me know what i did to have you hate me anyway...

On the day of my funeral I don't want many things
except to have my family there and all that they bring.
The sky will open with grayish-blue clouds
that say the heaven are open without a doubt.
the breeze will begin to make the green willow trees sway
as my soul whispers "see you another day."
poems will be read and songs will be sung
but I will tolerate no tears because i am the one that has won.
now I suffer from no struggles or worldly doubts and fears
I fear not the people of the earth, but wipe away their tears

i scream but no one hears
i move but no one looks
i cut but no one cares
im sad but no one seemed to notice
i cried but no one wiped the tears away
now im dead and everyone says they tried to help as they lay the roses on my grave

as my soul calls to the shadows
and my mind seems to over-process
my heart cries out to Jesus and prays ill be alright
I've seen many days like this and grieved for countless hours
while laying on my bed with a bottle of tequila
hoping this will wash the sins away

I wanna feel the warm, tiny grains of sand in between my freshly painted toes.
smell the salty ocean breeze flow with the wind.
see the majestic waves crash and turn to soft, calm waters.
and see the gorgeous sunset lie gently on the edge of the sea