A Moment Before Death

That is about right but I look at it like this. A stranger comes by and shines a light that can make a death end. (survived a heart attack 6 months ago. I don't know who those people were that ended death or continued life.) Pretty good reading Tears, Mark

My friend i know death only to well lossing so many most i was there all the way through to the last breath but only one chose for me not be there at that time this hurts most of all because i am still unable to say good bye. All the others natural death but this last was suicide and it hurts me so to think how long my love sat in the dark with his shotgun before putting it in his mouth the only good thing i know is we had discussed life and death many times we both have knowledge of guns and this was a sure and quickest way so i know it was instant and he suffered no pain. But again i am the one who is left with the pain but i know he is with his mother and father and i am happy for him. Your wonderful poem is so true. My heart is broken still and i do not know if it well every mend. but day follows day the tick of the clock is so loud i do not wind them up anymore. Still just trying to find a reason to stay but i am still here the survivor why? You words touched me my friend make the most of the memories as no one can take these away.

I truly am

My friend. I do not blame my love for what he did as he felt it was ordained i am only sad he did not stay to share in the love we found. But i do understand his reasons. Many a time i would come home from work to find him so down he was a manic depressive and he would come to my work when he felt this way and i give a hug and reasure him. He said time and time again that he could not understand why i was with him and all i could say was that "I love You" we were of similar age where as i am four foot eleven inches size zero to some i say petite and he was very rotund and i feel he did not like himself and put himself down he would say to me "look, you could have any many you want, why are you with me, i replied " I love you" but he always doubted that i would go but i tried to reasure him this would never ever happen. He was a child of only children so he had no family left so at the funeral a lot of people from work and the neighbours came but i was alone in front of the church trying to be strong on the outside but on the inside a real mess. But i do not hate him for what he did he was ill i am sad but he is still here with me he plays jokes on me indoors he moves things around. but i yell at him too for leaving me all alone when i need a hug etc. well have to go to work.