The last words that I said to you were
"You'll always be my best friend."
Now I've always felt guilty
That those words made your life end.
For months after you left us,
I always would pretend
That you were still here by my side.
It was the message I tried to send.
I've tried keeping myself occupied
But nothing good turned out.
The pressure just keeps building,
Making me just want to shout.
People tried explaining to me
What death is all about.
They tell me I'll get over it,
But that, I highly doubt.
Everybody says they know
Exactly how I feel.
They say that it will take some time
Before I start to heal.
Still I don't believe it,
It all seems so unreal.
I want to be with you again,
So before my bed I kneel.
I pray for someone to give me strength
And help me move on too.
I pray that you'll remember me
Cos I'll remember you.
Sometimes I feel so overwhelmed
And don't know what to do.
Sometimes I simply wish that life
Would end and start anew.
I'm staring out window now
This dismal, lonely night.
The little strength that's left in me
Is helping me to fight.
All this terror's toughened me
So I won't again me filled with fright.
I believe that there's life after death,
And that's sure to make things right.
March, 2005