A Bleeding Lily

26 March 2008 {Wednesday}

A beautiful funeral is supposed to honor the life of a person. But it only seems to honor their death. There's a pretty picture displayed, and some nice (but empty) words spoken. And it still doesn't change the fact that you were torn away from us and now your body lies in a cold, hard box.

I can still see your smile and hear your laugh. Will I always be able to, or will you slowly fade from my mind? I don't want you to fade away. I want you back, safe and alive and smiling.

I watched that stupid video we made a few months ago. It was just the two of us acting like idiots. I saw it, but I didn't really take it in. Not until the DVD played the second clip. It was you, singing "Hello" while I played the piano part behind you. Your beautiful voice drifted into me as I watched us through my tears.

"Playground school bell rings again
Rain clouds come to play again
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello I am your mind giving you someone to talk to
Hello

If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken
Hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide
Don't cry

Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping
Hello I'm still here
All that's left of yesterday..."