There’s no hell more harsh than a memory.
There’s no home more hell than an empty nest.
Winter takes the warm away.
Spring takes the cold away.
Summer takes the rain away.
and Fall took away my friend.
I believe there’s never a place better than right where you are.
although imagining an after life can tend to mend a broken heart,
And with someone dead, it’s a way of coping with loss.
But I don’t need you out there somewhere if I have you in my thoughts.
I don’t envy anyone in a position where they’re forced to choose,
Pull the plug or not I can’t tell if this is for me or you.
I mean I know you’re sick, tired, and confused.
but sometimes letting the tired go to sleep is the best thing to do.
I will hold your head while the doctor sticks the needle in.
I’ll always remember our companionship and what it meant,
And on Sunday, October the 5th you took your last breath,
and you will be missed.
Eyedea - Perfect Medicine
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How often must I
ask myself why I exist?
I feel like a freak,
this world is a circus
Just trying to find myself
as well as my purpose
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If everyone views the world differently, then what is reality?
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