Melissa

“I was only a child

when I learned how to fly

I wanted to touch the colors of the bleeding sun and then I fell from the sky

You never saw me again

not even when I returned

you never noticed my broken heart

or how my wings were burned

But if they tell you they saw me

do a swan dive off that bridge

Remember I’ve always been more afraid to die than I ever was to live

And on the day I disappear

You’ll all forget I was ever here

I’ll float around from coast to coast And sing about how you made me a ghost.

—Douglas J. Blackman, “The Day I Became a Ghost” ”
― Tiffanie DeBartolo, How to Kill a Rock Star