I lay in bed in tattered sheets
Rain hit's the window with rythamic beats
The sky is dark, as is my soul
I am in pieces no longer whole
As i lay in bed, feelings of dying
Weeks and months of endless crying
No more gleam to hide the pain
Nothing more in life to gain
Here i lay till my time runs out
They very though of darkness about

This goes out to my Mother, and Father. No matter what you two say I
have some feeling that I had alot to do with it.

---Kendal i love you all----)Family that is(

PS.. KENDAL is a boy's name!

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Miraman, in the year 372 AF.