Bitter roses and withered lillys

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A Rusty razor blade and a towel soaked with blood
A note on the desk and a dead girl on the floor.

She was daddy's Angel and mummy's little girl
Eyes full of salty water her little sister read

The mother of the sea had cast me out of the water
The whirlwind had blown me out of her way

I have become like a deserted island on depression's way
Abandoned and alone as I journey through space

Sometimes I'm a bee in the palm of a large bear
And other times I'm actually the large bear

The planet screams of sadness through my ears
My own spirit have forsaken me to eternal melancholy

And I screamed out for help as I fought my demons
But no one heard my silent scream

As I put on my mask of fake smile every morning
My eyes still sang songs of tragedy

I was drowning right at the middle of a plain popular road
And I seeked help but no one saw me

I cried to mother about my anxieties and she asked where did anxiety from
Anxiety is a cousin to my depression who have come visiting and she won't be leaving anytime soon

I never really wanted to say goodbye to a world so empty
but my hopelessness had no more patience

I had forgotten my favourite songs, game and food
I was lost in a huge dark tunnel

I'll be forgotten in a few days, weeks or months
Tomorrow bitter roses and withered lillys by my grave

Do not weep at my side when you get to read my of battles
Do not show the love you should have when I was still here

Another warrior bites the dust, the breeze whispers her name
The cold night cries silently, she was too innocent to be here.