I Miss you
By, Priyanka...
Time's rolling forward
I'm getting bored...
Food was your enemy, had never been a friend
You hated the thought of eating, it killed you in...
Screw you for what you did
You took away my girl...
Little boy Johnny, middle name Moe, was walking...
With a knife in his hand and a gun in his pocket...
Today… I have decided,
To write my pain in this slate...
How we wish we could say "we love you"...
That your here with us; happy, well and fine...
Laying on my cold bed
Staring at the sky...
My heart is pounding lightly
My muscles are weak...
I remember that one horrible night...
I saw that helicopter light...
Dear Diary,
Diary, guess what? I have to go away...
That day started out as any other,
It was finally my day out...