Wednesday, 6 May 2009
11:33:38 AM (GMT)
The moon is shining,
The woods are quiet,
I am watching the night below....
I remember, that night
The night of my birthday,
I got shot, The bullet passing through my rib cage,
Smashed it to pieces, Do you want to know how it feels?
It plunges its small gold self into my heart, calculating that precise moment it
plunged itself in the centre, a few centimetres away from the north, east of my
That day, i was floating in a world of my own, noises, ambulances, voices...
When i was there down there on solid land,
My heart seemed to dissintergrate,
Understand my true feelings, the way my tears sink to the floor,
No presents, no brothers, no parents
The ones i loved GONE,
They dissapeared when,in those few seconds, i was shot, killed
On March 29th 2008, 24.00am
Now you may be thinking what a horrible story,
But its not real,
It IS real, i am now typing this in Heaven, where the birds are doves, and we fly
around and have white fluttery wings
It is like normal life up here,
But without the things you left down below,Just with other people,
I am here with my Grandad Roy and my Nanny Doreen and my Uncle Graham
We are happy,
My soul has left me, i am a new person,
Try living here with me,
One day i will come get you, you may die in a gruesome way, Peacful way or anyway but
you will still die
And thats all thanks to me, you will dies so watch out, for accidents ,car crashes
It will be a Midnight Death!
Think of me and you shall be safe, Believe in me!