I can hear the sound of silence
On this highway where I stand...

You died, didn't say goodbye
With a knife you went awry...

I tried to keep things together
While you were letting go of us...

Born without a hand
Some said you'd die...

To attempt to explain poetry
Is to try to keep water in open hand...

My God, a year it has been
Since you were last seen...

Shoot an Arrow, shoot it high,
Off it goes, into reddened sky...

It still hurts, even now,
Why did he have to leave...

I sit down with good in me
But leave with a disease...

Death gets us all in the end
No matter how much we twist and bend...

Watch as he walks
His eyes a red haze...

Love is a lie
I write this now, wanting to die...