"I love you mummy" is what he'd say,
I remember his voice still today...

I've always liked the colour red,
Or maybe blue instead...

Will you come and see me?
Will you be on my side...

"I'm heading towards the door,
don't you dare try and stop me...

*this poem is written for a friend of mine, and it...
Be strong and hold your head high...

When the ones you love go,
And you have nothing to show...

I feel so lost and lonely
Just dreaming on the 'if only...

I remember the say that I first laid my eyes on...
And how I wished you could have looked too...

My eyes are stinging, they are all red
Tears are falling from what has been said...

The next day I was feeling better than before
I was previously sick and annoyed with the answer...

Your sleeping peacefully, and laying so still
I rest my head on your chest, your heart I can...

The room is dark, small and cramped
My passport to hell is already stamped...