This is not for me or about me it is for a friend...
Nessa...

Walking tall...
his shadow stretching for miles...

Hearts are ripping
Ears are bleeding...

This is not a poem it is an essay on my favorite...
Cause you know heroes come in every shape and...

I don’t understand, god
I cant understand...

I don't understand you
i don't know why...

I love the way you look at me
i love the way you smile...

I loved you whole heartedly
never let you down...

I've held on long enough
my arms are hurting...

I wish that life were good
I wish you were here...

If I had a dieing wish
Id wish for you to be shielded from this...

He called me on the phone
from a lonely hot bed room...