My last look,My last breath, My last goodbye
I expected it to be better....

I feel a selfish happiness knowing i will not have to worry about anything as i fade out of this world....

Make me stand up tall
And hold my head up high
Teach me to accept your gone
Tell me not to cry

from my poem, Looking Down From Heaven

As I lie here drunk and deserted all I can wonder is if you're happy?

Everyone wants to go to heaven,
But no one wants to die.

Why are we fighting to live,
If were living to die?

It's not the fall that kills you it's the sudden stop at the end.

I am as dead as the black rose that grew from concrete.

"Death ends a life, not a relationship."
-Tuesdays With Morrie

Its a simple black eye
And a cut on the wrist
Those 2 deadly signs
I must have missed

Its a distant scream
And a midnight call
Knowing that tonight
I wont escape the fall