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by Pyrovengance May 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
A silent night for a silent death To manny pills, was pain ever felt? A note upon your pillow laid. signed in blood, crimson letters did say, "Don't cry for me, I will be fine. A better life I've left to find. I love you, pleas forgive me, I never meant to make you cry. Others have controlled my life, Now I can control when I die. I know you cared but you were the only one. I couldn't even stop myself and now the deed is done. I'm dying now as I write you this. I wish I could give you one last kiss. The chariot is drawing near. Leaving this earth I'm starting to fear. What is out there? Where will I go? What will happen? Does anyone know? My sarrow dissapears as my last good-bye I say. I'll be gone within the hour, night is turning into day." The letter stopped and I read it again. If I wanted to join you, would it be a sin? If I died to find a better life. would it be a true end to all this strife?