The re-birth

From devastating lies,
To broken hearts,
I took the knife,
And tore myself apart.

There lay a note,
Polished with some blood,
Fixed into my chest,
With a sharp kitchen knife.

Left for my loved ones,
And the people i will never know,
I can tell them the easy way,
The only way i know.

I left myself hanging,
From the roof above,
The rope securely tied onto my neck,
I swing from side to side.

The note slowly dancing in the breeze,
Broken parents cut me down with ease,
They realize the note fixed into my chest,
They rip it off and read what it says.

'Dear loved ones,
I love you so well,
Let me die of one deserved subject I've hated all along,
I just want to let you know how i died tonight,
I died of a broken heart,
And i died for love..
Make sure you remember me on August the 1st and how i was born,
Without this pain tonight..'

She will live again,
And she will find love in the most unlikely places,
Let her soul start again,
In the colour of my love.