Live Till I Die
He lies there not breathing. On the hospital bed. Only a fortnight ago. Did we both wed. His face like an angel. No pain anymore. He's gone somewhere better. Than he was before.
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He lies there not breathing. On the hospital bed. Only a fortnight ago. Did we both wed. His face like an angel. No pain anymore. He's gone somewhere better. Than he was before.
Rest I call. To you my fallen angel. You were there from the very start. I thank you. With these words. You watched me when I went down. On my knees and when I cried.
Missa defunctorum. Gone are the lights. Gone are the sounds. Gone are the smells. With you not around. Gone are the days. Gone are the nights. Gone are the dreams. With you from my life.
Petty squabbles and thinking life is hard. Not looking further than our own back yard. A young girl lived more in her few years. Than many hiding behind inconsequential fears.
Godric's Hollow, Hear my heartbeat. I can't follow- Can't see my own feet. It's not perfect, But it's mine. It's not worth it, Worth my time. I can't stand you, Just go away.
God has gained many angels this school year. He took TWO from my school. Ones name is Brandon.
She was the feather in my wing, Allowed me to fly, Allowed me to sing. She was the pen in my hand, Dared me to rise, Dared me to stand.
#adventchallenge. You got lost. Lost along the way. Last time I saw you. Christmas Eve was the day. I woke up to find. My angel was away. Just one simple text. Saying you wasn't well enough to stay.
Dont grieve for me, for now im free. Im following the path God laid for me, i took His hand when i heard Him call, i turned my back and left it all.
#adventchallenge You are a star in the sky, Dear friend of mine. I gaze upwards-see you shining, I never heard you whining. Been through a lot-my friend, I was by your side till the end.
A dark man, in a dark land, with a dark hand; delivering darkness. In a dark land, a dark hand; delivering darkness. From a dark hand; darkness. As dark as night, darker still; as dark as death.
A cold December when a heart ceased to love Filled with hate and evil When lovely angels 6 to 7 year olds tamed By one with a cold and mad life These 20 children In classrooms Not unlike my...
Innocence taken in the blink of an eye, all the mourning in the world will not relieve my cry. Children and educators taken without remorse, uncontrolled evil of man, such a regretful course.
Hello again, and today is Sunday, December 16, 2012. This isn't going to be addressed to any one Connecticut family specifically, but instead addressed to whom it may concern.
It's been 4 years mum, Since god took you away from us.
Twenty flowers pulled up. Ripped out. Cruelly plucked. A garden less beautiful. Just dirt where they stood. Twenty fires put out. Smothered. Stamped to the ground. The world a little darker.
20 little angels, Watch from up above, Their mommys' and their daddys' Whom they do so love. The day before, They walked on the ground, Learning and discovering, When they heard the sound.
Oh, Sandy Hook... Dear Sandy Hook. What have you to say. Do you cry... Do you cry. For the children yesterday. My Sandy Hook... Poor Sandy Hook... I ask you, please don't cry.
Dear Santa I'm writing you this letter as I'm feeling a little blue, so I hope you don't think I am asking too much of you.
#purple #colourchallenge My car flipped over, Mangled on the highway, Left the wonderful world, On that hot summer's day.
Time to close your eyes, my sweet. Time to say goodbye. Although you're out of pain right now. Over your memory I'll forever cry. How you looked at me with your sad little eyes.
We miss you more. Each passing year. Twenty four now gone. Without you hear. Taken from us. Just eights months new. No life lived. So sad but true. Your present this year. Like each one before.
Every first of every twelfth. We brave the Chelmsford cold. I'd like to say we toast your health. But we can't, if truth be told. It's a day like any other. But it's spent among the graves.
Cancer is like poison, Running through your veins. Toying with our thoughts, Playing little games. It's a devious master, Out to get us all. He wants to destroy you, It's become a wall.