Dear Mother, and Father,
Do not fret
I did not suffer for long
Dear Friends, try to smile
Do not forget
Remember the good times we shared
and my Dear Sister
I need you to know
my bike is under the stairs,
and you still can't have it.
They came from the other side of love
Surprised you with their depth of care
And you who had been lost so long
In their gravity were snared
You shared your days and hours like this
Mapped out your star with loves
Half truths
Took every hope they offered gladly
And never once demanded proof
Now you cannot put together pieces
Of how a thousand moments filled
have led
To this first and final treason
A once living, breathing love now dead
But the songs played, they were another's songs
And their face was for another's face
They have cleaned up their hearts trash
Picked the bones from their past
And have sold to you anothers