I have passed among the raging waters
and dealt  with all the pain
I get along with the voices that are inside of my head
and work well with the monsters that are under the bed
the weight of the whole world is held on my shoulders
and I am fine with that
as long as you know that I am not immortal
And will end up dead
I have nothing more to complain about
this is all up to you
If you want make a wish
and I will come back

I am not suicidal
Sometimes I just get a little sad
And if you were to ask me
No I wouldn't get mad
Now and again I feel alone
Like my hearts made of stone
But what I'm keeping out '
is on the wrong side of the door
I don't know the feeling of being alive anymore
because although I can breath
Inside I am suffocating  
I am trapped inside myself
With the monsters inside my head
And the demons that live under the bed
I don't know if I could say this to anyone
but to myself
I write it out so I don't have to put it on the shelf
I am not suicidal
I just get a little bit sad
Like I am trapped inside an hour glass that's filling up with sand
Now I know how it must feel
like it was all your fault
But With these last words
their was really nothing you could do to help

I saw this girl the other day
she was so shy until came
And opened up her  mouth and began to sing
she said
'I am afraid of death
but I will not go silently
I am not meant to go into the night
Because I have not been alive long enough
and I will fight I will be tuff
Because that's what you need to see inside of me
day did pass until I saw her face agene
so powerful as she leyed down in the hospital bed
asking me how I could end this way
she said
"I have not gone silently
I fought for life an to be free
Until my dying breath you see I cannot go  silent into the night"
I did not see her agene until she was layed into he funeral bed
Her head apon the pillow as she was lowered down into her grave
I read her eulogy, something she wrote just for me
she said..
"I am not afraid anymore, I know your heart must be sore
But now that you are reading this, know it couldn't have turned out any other way...but I did not go silent, no I fought until my dying breath so that I could say...death is easy and life that's hard no go on its your life ad mine is gone

If you knew~ Joel Faviere
Scars~ Allison Iraheta
To Write Scars On Her Arm~ Helio
Another Empty Bottle~ Katy McAlister
Care~ Joel Faviere