Darkness, a chill in the air, unexpected sorrow overwelming, she's dead.
Hope is gone and left. Emptyness is at the door creeping in like death himself. Death came quckly that night,passing right over my brother and decided to take another.
No one. Knew untill halfway throught the night, in the silance, at the time of change. He stood over her and let a silent tears flow from his eyes. Her pain was gone, her soul resting etirnialy with God.
His pain just beginning. His life was reset, everything changeing because she was dead.
The comprehension of death is and will remain imposable. It's the second thing that unites humanity. And it's the first thing we come to fear naturaly. It's a fear not learned or over come.
Death is the crul irony of life bringing relife and stress at the same time. Death is the end to what we are a custom to and a beginning to a new life.
Death had changed him.,had made him take on new struggles had made him some how stronger. Death had taken his skin and made it impenatable, only two things could harm him and he avoided the one with out hesatation.
He came to think that with love came more pain and death himself couldn't even bare it . So thus with out love he could live forever and could concur death.
Darkness, a chill in the air, unexpected sorrow overwelming, he's dead.
Hope is gone and left. Emptyness is at the door creeping in like death himself. Death came quckly that night,passing right over to my brother. Oh how I wish he could have claimed another.
Death has become my friend and my enamy leaveing dispare in his wake but like a snake I can avoid him.
For Death is the crul irony of life bringing relife and stress at the same time. Death is the end to what we are a custom to and a beginning to a new life.
