Why did you have to pierce your vein,
Only for a momentary high?
Why did poison become the only thing you cared about-
The one thing you let consume you?
And then that day.
That day you drank that pill
That made you blue, made you still.
After all the times we've told you to stop,
Like a record played on endless repeat,
You continued to wear your frail body out.
Maybe it was to escape reality.
Or maybe it was to forget all the bad memories floating in your head,
So you took whatever you could find and laid down on your bed.
Or maybe it was to fill the empty holes in your heart,
But little did you know, it created new ones right from the start.
Little did you know,
We were here to help you.
We were here to hold you.
We were here to listen.
We were here, we were.
Little did you know, your mother was sitting on the porch the day you left,
With an old picture of the better days, wondering how it got this way.
Tears fell down her face as she clenched onto the hat you always wore.
Little did you know, your sister was laying on your bed,
Listening to the breeze out the window,
And remembering your loudest laugh while catching tears in her mouth.
Little did you know, your dog was sitting on the kitchen floor,
Looking out the back door with the leash in his mouth,
Waiting for you to take him out.
Little did you know, your father was working on his car in the garage,
Trying to cope with a beer and a cigar.
But out peaked the old baseball and your old
Worn mitt from a box on the shelf.
He started to cry because he remembered of the times you played catch With him on the front lawn.
Little did you know, we were all sitting in a circle
On the grass of your favorite place,
Blasting your favorite songs.
I know this isn't the end.
I know wherever we go when we die,
You'll be there to welcome us and say hi,
With that beautiful smile on your face,
Where we'll be young forever
Just like the old times.
Until then,
"See you in another life, brother."


-quote from the show, Lost. Said by the character, Desmond

Be My Chapter

I want to be a chapter in your life.
Is it so much for me to ask?
I want to be the favourite chapter
That you anticipate for every time,
But being just A chapter will do.
Let our histories interact,
If only for a while.
We might just be the plot twists
That set the story on fire.

Be but a chapter, nothing more,
For my story revolves around another face,
But our stories aren't on the same page yet.
So be my chapter while I wait,
Keep the story interesting.