On a Monday morning September 17th, 2007 my life...
I looked down at her casket
And I remembered what she said to me...
With out you I am nothing the tears they flow...
I awake from my sleep to
see angels standing at the window...
If only I could have saved her.
If only I could have known her name...
as innocent lives
lay bleeding out on the ground...
From this dream I awake
Is it time for me to partake...
This isn't a poem.. just a sad day the other day..
R.I.P TOM PETTY...
The vacuum felt
when human to spirit you've turned...
Many words have been spoken,
Many tears have been shed...
I'm tired,
I'm done crawling from the bottom...
All I ever wanted was a family
All I ever wanted was to be loved by somebody...