This is the last I write,
My battle is over...

Mike, you did not cause me pain,
I miss you more each day...

I called your name today,
you did not respond...

My heart may beat
Blood runs cold thru my veins...

Mike you are
my hope, strength...

I woke in fear
a day or two, maybe three...

I ran through the meadow,
heard the angels sing my song...

The light now dims,
The strength to fight...

My dad probably has read my stuff now and that's...
Although I can not be with you...

My head held low,
tears slowly hit the floor...

You came to me again,
eyes so dark...

Nothing seems the same
When we dwell with despair...