• This game I play,
    We once fought it together,
    But our love is fading,
    Leaving with weather.
    I still hope you return
    Someday to me,
    So my heart will love again
    And my eyes see.
    No, I’m just wishing,
    Little hopes for my mind.
    Each day you’re gone,
    I’m getting harder to find.
    So I grab a sheet of paper
    And the old pocketknife,
    Being careful with the paper,
    But with the silver taking my life.


    Roses at my funeral,
    Petals on the floor,
    You want to say goodbye
    But you left your heart at the door.
    Knock once, then twice,
    Yup, it’s lost.
    Once a shining sun,
    Now covered with frost.
    Eyes misting over,
    You’re trying to care,
    But your heart’s no more.
    It’s all so unfair.


    It finally hits you
    Like a wave in the ocean,
    But there’s no cure or spell,
    No misery potion.
    The doctors are wrong,
    With all that they say,
    That you are gone
    And lost your way.
    There has to be some solution,
    You scream to the sky.
    But your dad shakes his head,
    And your mother she cries.
    Finding a way
    To make the pain fade,
    You lie on the hill
    With a notebook and blade.

    ~~Susannah Emeline