Willow,
Willow,
Oh my dear Willow.
Where have you gone?
Where have you been?
I've missed you,
so much,
so deeply,
so deep within.
You are so close to me,
I can feel your warm,sweet breath on my skin.
But why are you walking away?
Dont leave me here alone,
lost in this dark world.
Take me with you,
in the blinding light.
I call your name,
but you keep walking.
You dont even look back,
or wave goodbye.
I sink to my knees,
into the cold,damp grass.
I wipe away the dead leaves,
off your grave.
I think of good times we had together,
but the image of your lifeless body,
keep appearing.
Tears build up in my eyes,
they flow out like a rushing river.
I gently place the beautiful crimson roses apon your grave.
I talk to you like you are,
really there with me.
I ask you why?
Why you had to be a cutter?
The issue that killed you.
That piercing blade went in too deep,
busting a vein.
Making you bleed to death.
Willow,
Willow,
Oh my dear Willow.