All these years I've been repressed
Choked by feelings unexpressed
Boiling, bubbling deep inside
Buried in my hole, I hide
It's a grave I dug myself
Because you left me by myself
And you hung me out to dry
All so you could up and die

I think about you often
Petal pink inside your coffin
Your memory, relentlessly
Lunges up to strangle me
Your nails like talons, painted pink
So well preserved
But you still stink

I wish you could have told me why
You never even said goodbye
My childhood memories, out of synch
As I remember you, in pink
So fragile as you decompose
And I'm the only one who knows

...and sometimes, I still hear your voice
I block it out
You made your choice
You took responsibility
For never coming back to me.