Your Life After My Death

you don't have to be a prisoner
in your own home.

it seems as if they don't know
what we know now
that you don't have to always feel so alone

But now I know it
and it's the greatest thing
and you should always know it too

and we thought the cutters
were so ridiculous

did you invite me
to your oasis
in your desert?

did I miss your call,
your message,
your note?

I saw you walking
in the desert

did you even call,
for me
to join you?

you know I'm sorry
for all that wasted time
you never knew how I felt.

what were you doing
all alone
in the desert?

did you not think
for one minute
I'd want to
walk with you?

I watched you cry.

I watched you think as you walked in your lonely state of mind.

Your sad face was about the same as your hands.

Your hands were filled with tears, sweat, and dirt.

As I watched... I could not do anything at all.

please don't feel so
down all the time.
there's always time to
move on.

why were you crying
at the dry pond?

I think I died
somewhere
somehow.

Now that I'm gone...
you're so all alone...
it's not the way it should be.

Dreams end...

you were making an oasis
for yourself
in your desert.

and to think that
I thought that way...
that I would never be
missed at all

you should have hit me
when you heard me say
that I'm not loved at all.

I wish I could go back
and stand around
and listen for your call

I would answer it...

we won't sit around and whine
that nobody cares
like we used to do all the time
we just sat around and stared.

...I'd say to you

up until this very day

it always seemed

that we were never

loved at all