there's something about your name on that stone I haven't quite grasped. maybe it's that you're really gone, or that you never said goodbye. I knew something was wrong, so why didn't I ask how you were? why didn't I try? we usually exchanged a smile and a quick wave, then went our separate ways. eventually you wouldn't even look me in the eye. no hello, and sure as hell no goodbye. so why didn't I try?

this is not a poem. this is a reminder that things will get better. it might be ****** now, and it might stay that way for a while, but it won't be like this forever. please, do not give up. this will all be okay. you're so strong, and I'm so happy you're still here. I'm so proud of how far you've come. when you think nobody cares about you, think again. I care about each and every one of you. don't forget to smile, and try to spread a little joy to other people too. even if it's the slightest thing.

sometimes it's hard to believe
you're actually gone
you're still in the folds
of my bed sheets
and stuck in the creases of my mind
I can't ******* stand you anymore
I've cleaned my whole house
I've washed everything you've touched
but no matter how hard I try
you won't seem to leave
but I hope to god
I find a way to wash you away

today's the day
I promised myself
I would finally be okay
and yet another 24 hours
has passed me by
in black in white
but I haven't given up
because I know someday
there will be color once more

there were lightning rods in her veins
and her blood has turned to rain
the type of girl
named after a hurricane