You loved him for his strength
his spirit and his wit
Now you want him to live
without any of it.

You want him to fight
and with you to stay.
But his pain gets worse
with each passing day.

He can hardly speak words
and struggles for air
His last days are here
Show him you care.

He knows you love him
let him have peace.
Give him permission
to let his anguish cease.

I am an oxymoron waiting to happen.
A contradiction of me.
Smiling for others
While inside I frown at myself.
I love others, why not me?
Am I the Frankenstein or the monster?
The creator or the beast..or both.
The strong person for others
while secretly afraid..of life.
Massaging others egos
while mine begs for help.
I have helped many
but can't help myself.
Therein lies the truth
do I have my self ?
or does my self hurt me.
The oxymoron...is me.

He sits alone
depressed as hell
doesn't know why
no one to tell.

He's a man
"men don't cry"
The tears still fall
he doesnt know why.

Nothings wrong
so he'll say
I'm just fine!
another bad day.

Pills don't help
Alcohol is worse
Being bipolar
is a desperate curse.

He writes a poem
hugs his pet
there is no cure
at least not yet.

I know I love you but sometimes forget how much I care about you.
 I am reminded when you are feeling under the weather.
  When I lay next to you and am happy just to hear you breath.
  Your mumbled words as you have a conversation in a dream with persons who are far away.
  The way you reach for me and sigh  when you touch me and know I am there.
  When you call my name and I answer though I know you are still sleeping.
Covering you as you grab for the covers you threw off moments before.
  The way you ask me if I'm Ok when I get up at weird hours.
  I know I love you but sometimes forget how much you care for me.

We miss her smile
her tender touch
the way she loved us
all so much.

From the side lines
she watched our games
Cheered all of us,
knew everyone's names.

She was always there
when needed most
So very humble
never one to boast.

A loving mother
daughter and sis
an amazing soul
we all will miss.

We love you Bellamy
sibling,mom,and friend
But know in our hearts
we will meet again.

When we go to heaven
where you are above
and are all reunited
with the angel we love