Sitting here all alone feeling lost & quite unknown. Staring blankly at the sky wondering when will i die? Feeling big red eyes on me, its getting dark and quite scary. Pitch Black. I cannot see , will i die or will i stay me ? Starting to shiver its getting cold . Im smelling death & feeling old. Here i go im starting to die. I'll see you in heavan.
I love you,
.Goodbye.
