Just
another life lost.
Just
another person, dissapearing into the depths of forever,
they say.
But truly they are wrong.
From hurt to pain, from dark to
light.
Here one day, gone one
night.
You will never be
forgotten.
Not next week, not next
year.
Not as many days as the number of
tears
That fell from so many
people's eyes that night.
You can shed tears that he is
gone.
Or you can smile, because he has
lived
You can close your eyes
and pray that he will come back.
Or you can open your eyes and see
the pain he has left.
What is done is done.
But it doesnt mean what is done will be
forgotten.
Rest in peace.