Aching

Singing, singing dancing.
Crying.
It's sunny outside and raining in
The world around her revolves as heart stops.
She said what she wanted, she got her point out

How can you kill what hope was never left?

Her diary remarks and notebooks lay around the atmosphere.
".. In the end all the sinners have to pay. I don't
Wanna let fear rule my life..."

The hospital visit, the voices,
The monitor stops.
She lost touch, lost grip.
Lost the point of existence.

How awkward you die this way.
We love her we miss her.
"I'm sorries" and "I miss yous,"

Flutter around the room.
She died the way she wanted,
She left in hopes of dulling the pain.

The hospital visit, the voices,
The monitor stops.
She lost touch, lost grip.
Lost the point of existence.

How disturbing you miss her now,
Her visions, nightmares.
You never showed how much you cared then.

It's time to say goodnight and goodbye.
You never tried.

The hospital visit, the voices,
The monitor stops.
She lost touch, lost grip.
Lost the point of existence.

"..I tried telling you, I couldn't get the words out.
...It took some time for me to realize I was wrong,
About everything I ever knew. . . I love you. I'm sorry
I was never the strong type."

Lately she had been scared, hopeful, and lonely.
They call her name and send angels her way,
"Rest in Peace, Sweet child, divine friend,
Goodbye's and good nights don't matter now."

Her monitor stopped. . . .
The nurse arrived as she departed..

"She didn't want to die alone,
She didn't want to be afraid,
She just couldn't take the...
She just couldn't take it.."

She finally couldn't take the pain.
Her grip fell her conscience died.
A memory remained and a heart failed.

Not a moment too soon.