My dearest friends I dare not mention whatmy thoughts dwell in, and the sorrow is more then I can possibly bare.

No on understands the value of life until it is gone from you forever.
The darkness in me yearns for the light,
but the darkness in me burns with inner
torment.

The world is cruel, and we make it a little more cruel with each passing day.
I cry dry tears, and I am sorry that
I could never be truly there.
All the comfort in me was enough to make
me realize how much living is important.

The tragic nature of my life is but a small understanding, and the world is not perfect. I watched the horizon each day as the sunsets. I watch myself turns and smile as the wind blows
against my face cooling the bright sun that shines
on me.

The sky is a marble blue. A blue I have never seen for a long time, and I stand on bright emerald grasses as my clothing sways with the grass that surrounds. My hair flows gently and hypnotically against the wind.

I turn and smile to see you,
but do not think of me as gone.
But think of me far away, and one day we will all be together feeling the wind and the sun against our faces.

09/23/2001

Posted on 09/23/2001
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