With those blood stained hands
you captured world attention...

A dry flower falls
from pages yellowed with age...

A razor sharp tongue
cuts deeper than any knife...

"Have you taken your Pills?"
"Yes"...No..I haven't really...

Destination nowhere
your brain's new address...

Crouch down low
constantly rocking...

Final Entry 1st April 2008:-
..."I am the forgotten one...

We were dancing, then
a bomb blew our lives apart...

Floating on a downy cloud
of rainbow coloured dreams...

Outside my window
a red scarf and bowler hat...

My love...steadfast
as a catamaran...

Eyes that don't see
see the things that you do...