It was wrong to love you,
I knew that.
Sneaking and skulduggery.
A web of lies.
Lies that tripped me up,
Lies that I believed.

Now that I think back,
I know that you wove those webs.
But I liked being caught,
I liked playing your game.
I loved you.
I thought you loved me.

One positive thought kicks it all off,
Hurls you out of your slumber,
Throws you down the stairs,
Push starts your day,
Raises a smile,
Induces cheer.
Try to love
yourself.
Never
Break
The
Chain.

The bugle's will blow one final time,
As we salute this brave solider
A purple heart,
A heart of gold,
Always there for others
But passed alone.

You were a brother, a friend
a son now a part missing part
In lives now your gone, no voice
on the other side of the phone.
Your scars were not just on the
surface but also underneath
Where scars did grow.

You were a casualty, a hero
Fallen in the battlefield of
life. We honour your courage
For the selfless acts that you
Did in your  short time in life.

The bugle will blow one final time,
As our heads down in respect of a hero
now gone.