Stop my heart and hold my breath
I'm taking one final step...

For the first time these stars are leaving me
And now I question myself for the last time...

The eve of the end
This day has finally come...

To choose a moral stand
Between yourself and the creeping hand...

Like a painful sugar rush
It travels down your spine...

Wake up in a paradise that the world had forgotten
Matching the floral patterns on dresses of those...

Mother holds her child close
Child cries but he doesn't know...

Come to decide what needs to change
To lock on whats beyond range...

This poem is not based on my life or my feelings...
Walking around with a loaded gun aimed right at my...

With my back to the floor
I've lived my short years...

By Chris Rodriguez
The wife of the soldier lays her bouquet down...

By chris Rodriguez
From the brightest light...