I lit a candle for you yesterday
One with colors to mimic your soul
It bleeds rainbows as it melts
Red came first
It felt so right
Tasted like sorrow
I let it drip onto my fingertips, onto my wrist
White like the pills you took
Red like the pain you let out of your wrists
It captured you
I blew it out with the last drag of my cigarette
Let the air mingle with the ***** on my breath
The shot I took out of the glass with your name on it
Happy Birthday
A shot and a smoke for another year you'll never see

*The Suicide Diaries