See You Soon Lily

The rain comes with dark clouds and lightning with thunder,
but it also grows the earth beneath.
Flowers flourish and trees shelter you from the sun.

Fall and winter kills the grass and all things living,
but they aren't really dead.
She always came back next spring.

Solid and rigid metal can hurt a person,
but it helps you cut things down for new things to grow.
Only that day, its purpose was not the latter.

Your voice brought joy and happiness,
but now it only brings me pain.
I see you bleeding from that sharp metal.

Vases of flowers brightened up the room,
only now they wither quickly.
There is a rope hanging heavy right next to it.

Everything, everything, for all things once good and happiness,
they only bring me pain and misery.
They blame me over and over again.

Sleep. Sleep is supposed to give me rest,
but it made me see you hanging from that ceiling.
Over and over and over again.

I could not even hear everyone else anymore,
calling me to see if I was still here.
My voice never answered.

And later I could not answer, even if I wanted to