dress shoes, no polish..... laces have frayed
my breath reeks from the alcohol i've tasted for days
been shut in, my darkness needs escape from the rays
but today's the day we gather in a place to be brave
all black, dressed in my feelings suppressed barely
you're being buried in the same place we were just married
your casket carried by so-called family & friends
thinking of how we agreed we couldn't stand to be with them
and now on the day they think I need them the most
I wish you were here & they were all the ones being ghosts
tears hit cheeks, i see your uncles eyes all welt
a reminder of the times they hit your backside w/ a belt
living conditions trapped you, couldn't escape the abuse
even still the devil in them only brought out the angel in you
your flame burned too fast, now just ashes & dust
you were my rock... ironic that now without you i'm crushed
talking to myself on things we'll never get to speak
your life was full of violence...
so at the very least, i hope that now you rest in peace
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