As I sit here on my bed,
I start to realize,
He's actually dead.
I feel hot tears pour down my face,
I feel my pain,
spreading like lace.
How can this be?
How can he die?
I just don't understand,
My heart feels so wry...
I just dont understand the veil,
or why it took his life.
How could this have happened?
I wish it were just a tale...
As I look into the sky,
I try to find some hope.
I feel myself cry,
as his death sinks in.
Life just isn't fair I find,
its just like a gambling game.
But why is it so hard,
so hard to be so kind?
Wiping away the tears i shed,
wishing time could change...
I feel like I've just bled,
bled my life away....