I'm painting in my mind;
a picture for you.
of how things once were.
once were
when we were
happy
we were smiling
we never left each others sides
before the pain
that consumed me
and the heart
that betrayed me

I'm painting in my mind
a picture for you
of all the days when we were one
we were one
and we held each other there
in the dark
in the cold
your embrase
kept me warm



you're etching.

in stone


my name
and birthdate
"loving sister
and mother
of 3"

tell the judge
and the jurry
that you never meant
to hurt me
that you loved me
that you love

say you love me

fake a tear
fake a frown
they'll belive you

say the rope
'round my neck
wasnt yours

say that you
dont know why
but my death
was suicide

and they'll release you



but the guilt
it will haunt you

night after night

as you lay
by your lover
while my bed
is still warm

and though it was I
who sliped my toes
off the edge of the stair case...
tied up tight 'round my neck
was the rope
that was binding me
holding me
hiding me
killing me
slowly
but surely

for years
upon years

......

the rope is your own

woven from sin
tied fast with your lies
you murded me with heart ache

so dont call it

suicide
 
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