Roses from your funeral
Plucked and placed lovingly in a bowl
Of glass used to enable your addiction
Lyrics of the last song you learned folded and hidden away never to hear your rendition.
Your guitar passed down through generations now gone, hanging.
Silently staring.
Daring.
Meet me on the other side.
Let me know what day it was did you decide?
Was it before or after you slashed us open wide?
We were waiting for you.
Did you know?
You said you would be there in half a day and nobody in the world could take me away.
What happened?
The madness creeped in and you couldn't pay for your sins.
Now I get it.
I run through this life, shoving everyone away just knowing someday...
My fate is the same.
Don't bother getting too close,
Or like me you'll be left loving a ghost.