A Beginners Guide To Dying Alone

Painted red against a skyline of the deepest blue

The boy who never learned to say goodbye

The girl who never learned to love herself

Let alone, you


For those times when everything falls down around you

These walls were never promised, these lies were never true

So what’s the point in standing still

When you’ve got all this room here to move


And yet, here you are in the most delicate of spaces

In this corner where you’re stationed

Where the slightest breeze would topple these walls

And reveal it all


But you would rather hold your breath

Until your skin is as blue as your eyes

Because you’re the girl who never loved herself

And I’m the boy that will never say goodbye