I took him to my room
To show him my new shirt...

The tears slip down my face
As i watch your coffin be lowered into the hole...

I was holding on so hard
Our hold on each other was solid...

Her eyes begin to close for the last time
The note gently sitting next to her...

Like diamonds falling from the winter sky
They come as often as a suicidal teens tears...

Snow falling on an empty casket
Knife laying calm but restless...

My wrist are bleeding
My lips are blue...

A boy who cared had concern when he saw the scars
Wiped away the tears before they ever fell...