BLACK ROSE
The rose...

Every little part of me hurts now,
from my arms to my wrists to my soul...

It gets better,
the sun shines through...

We met on my first ever RRT code...
We met when the dead were so fresh they still...

Waiting in the wind,
not knowing where to land...

When you feel like this,
all words seem to cease...

To David Charles Sherman... i love you.
heartbeats so steady its driving me mad...

Am i strong enough to let you go?
i think its happening, i think i know...

I went down,
And no one knew...

I cannot feel anything,
I'm stuck inside this hole...

Im overcome with emotion,
Everythings closing in...

The blood it seems to come from her,
And not from my own arm...