tehdeebear

He passed at 1 am 6/26/09.

It was a long trip, empty roads, and few (if any) stops. I was hoping to make it before it happened. I was too late. I thought if I could move fast enough I could beat time. Childish, I know, but I refused to accept that I was racing death. I lost.

My lips are bound, my arms lie still
My heart is heavy, and my smile is dim.

There are no words I can use.

I can only pick myself up and keep moving forward.