Won't Remember

The black twists and turns
Drips and leaks with passion
Slams into the backbone
Of resentment and depression

Blood seeps through the silk
That covers your dirty corpse
This dark and filthy feeling
Detaches as it warps

Spun out across your wrist
Blood stains we did not clean
The rope burn left scars on your neck
Youre so beautiful and serene

The curtains were never pulled back
They draped your life with dismal grey
Bleached out the sun, brought cobwebs
But never did I think Id see this day

Casket lined with scarlet roses
No longer does red stand for love
Passion, war, hate, and bloodshed
Yeah...it stands for all of the above

Sliced up, left us with anything but
Good memories in our heads
We know you wont be watching
Resulting pain which spreads

So we all hope that youre happy
You never were before
But know that we will forget you
Will not think of you anymore

We will move on with time
You are the only one to blame
Love has vanished like your life
We will keep going just the same

Selfish best describes you
We dont think of you kind
If youre so ungrateful you deserve this
I hate you are the only words that come to mind

***i realized a minute ago, i write in metaphors ALOT so take it however you'd like to take it, naturally you'd think suicide and yeah sweet i wrote a poem about suicide but for me its simply about the loss of something that didn't need to go***