Die 04.09.2012

Why did you die?

Can't it just be a lie?

Why did you have to get your wings and fly?

Why does everyone die?

My,

mine and your own,

have flown.

Up high,

We can't even buy,

a ticket to see them.

Their life light has grown dim,

Then they meet their fin.

Why must we say goodbye?

Why?

It sure as f**k isn't fair.

I dare,

Question death,

God, heaven, and Earth.

Because why?

Why did you have to die

and leave me without

you?

~Britt