A Note
For my body to which I owe my ability to live to,
My soul to which I owe my ability to feel to,
My heart to which I owe my ability to love to,
And to friends to which I owe my ability to enjoy life to.
To the life I never had,
May I dream of you again one day.
To the love I many times lost,
May you stay with me through now.
To the end I never saw coming,
May you be welcomed with not hatred but understanding.
And to those who still can find a reason to care,
May you never stop the love flowing in your heart.
And for now the strength of my abled body continues on as I watch the end come,
Les the feeling of my battered and bruise my crumpling in the empty coffin that is my head continue on no more.