This Is Why

Then on and on I saw that it was a sign...to keep writing so that I could keep my self right

I found out that he died...he drowned...he was gone. When I 5 months and now at times I still go out and still feel alone then go to places with no emotion shown. I wrote because I was angry...I was angry at God for taking my father. Through prayer The Lord put on my heart to writing like my friend Roger. I started writing how I felt and this is why I write.