i am currently trying to express my emotions in written form, mostly on a friend that died, thats where i found, most of my written and drawings have come from. |
You were my friend
once upon a time...
The day of your funeral,
Started out gloomy and grey...
I was lying
lying to myself...
Death is silent
it can come in the night...
The last thing you said to me
was ill text you tomorrow...
You're out of sight, but not out of mind,
You were wonderful, truly one of a kind...
You've been gone so long now, or so it seems,
The only place I see you now is in my dreams...
I don't want them to know,
this secret that i hide...
Death is silent
it can come in the night...
I heard this somewhere, so i guess that means that someone else wrote it cause i sure didnt. lol. so i thought i would share it cause it is a good one!!! |
Its not what you get from life, its what you make of it. |