I didn't like the sound you made when you died.
How self - involved am I?
And you really did die,
In front of my eyes I can't take it out of my mind
I didn't like the sound you made when you died.
It rings on my ear,
If I could I would just make it disappear;
The last of your tears.
Your eyes told me you wished someday I could feel the same
And I would if I could just stop hearing this ring,
If not I am afraid it might wake me when I meet my final fate.
I will remember your name
It follows me places I didn't know existed
This name might just take me to an unwanted end.
Why? Why do you have to haunt me in your death?
All I said was; You deserve it better.
You were sick for so long you were unrecognizable,
And I know I don't mind
But your absense made a hole I can't fill,
And it hurt me so much I started to write again.
I tried to act like life was worth living in.
And no one cares they all thought you were just an empty bed,