I killed a part of you

And as my action became conscious

And I realized what I did

I knew that I killed a part of myself

And I grew sad and angry

And started to wilt

But you spoke to me softly

Reminding me you would grow again

This time more beautiful and with renewed spirit

And the scar that forms

From where death’s incision lays

Will act as a reminder

That death is just a new beginning