Today,
The sky was grey,
Blood red roses,
You set on my grave.
Today,
You wondered why,
I had chosen,
That day to die.
Today,
I'm sure you cried,
There was nothing left,
That's why I died.
You remember that day,
And you always will,
Every word I could say,
That led up to the kill.
Do you think,
I was happy,
Or did I hide,
All my pain well?
I just wasn't sure,
Whether you could tell .
I may be gone,
But you'll find a way,
I know that you are strong.
