roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet & perhaps, so are you. but the roses have wilted, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl’s empty, your wrists are stained red. the sun isn’t shining, the sky isn’t clear; there’s no silver lining cause you’re no longer here. your beauty’s unreal, your smile the sun, but time can’t be turned nor your actions undone. i want to forget but most times i don’t, i want to let you go but i know that i won’t. tears on my face, memories burned in my head; the roses have wilted, the violets are dead.