Death has come.
do you feel it...
The water is getting deeper.
the cold air is getting so weeper...
What I thought,
was a dream...
Her eyes begin to close for the last time
The note gently sitting next to her...
Dear Dad,
I just want to say that i love you so...
Created by his art, the master,
Through the walls of alabaster...
Not happy at all going thorough a life altering...
Spinning tragedy to ease the mind,
of everything that's left behind...
The shot rings out around the world
I know my best friend is gone...
Saints not sinners do us in,
Burning us beyond the skin...
Dear Mom,
The gun is in my hand...
I know your there but I can't see you
But it feels like you are beside me in everything...