When I find you hanging
In my fingers, your hair is twined
As I break down, as I cry
Remember when we used to smile
And we didn’t cry for that short while?
You’re the only one who saw the mud
That made my life, and all my blood
Such a beautiful angel
To have died strangled
When I find you bleeding
My eyes will mist, and then they’ll glaze
And you’ll hear me whisper, hear me say
Why does she always insist to hide
Her wings so soft, so gray, so fin?
Her face so pained, angelic, pail
Those limbs broken, thin, and frail
Above me high
She used to fly
When you find me I’ll be
Silently screaming
All my old wounds bleeding
My mask unforgivably peeling
My body numb, left with no feeling
My skin so white, so dead, so cold
My heart broken, pride less bold
My black wings ripped, slashed and torn
In my side, stuck a black thorn
And when I finally find you lying
I will join you, do the same
We can stay together, numb with pain
Will we etch and paint word on walls?
With that knife, and our blood that falls?
I’ll hold you close as we grow dead
To the world, our lives stained red
You and me, they’ll never understand
So please don’t ever stop holding my hand