Waking up to blood not my own
Dripping from above...

Death is an open door to another life.
Death to me is an open door to ones I have lost...

Falling through nothingness
Reaching out to darkness...

Tears cannot convey the pain of saying goodbye.
It may only be for a few months...

Muzzles to the sky.
Howls rise to the heavens...

They no longer pay attention to me.
They point and laugh...

When I had heard you had left
I was to young to realize you would never wake...

Walking down the rows.
Looking out at me behind the glass...

For your sisters sake don't do it.
She has to tell to help you...

Knew each other in spirit, before we met in life.
First meeting we thought we had met before, but...

To be free is to see,
the microscopic veins of leaves...

The day you left
I watched you slip away...