I know that meeting you is evitable
That you are unbiased and yet charitable
People cheat you all the time
So where is it that you draw the line?
You let an old mean bastard live to a hundred and one
Yet you take a happy couple's only son
Do you spin a wheel or draw a name from a hat?
Does Fate help you choose, 'cause if its a whim what's up with that?
How can you take a man with kids and a wife?
A man who had more to do with his life
What makes you choose a loving mother,
Over the bullet slinging brother?
Is there a formula that you devise and follow,
Or is it just a random formless hollow?
How can you take from me the ones I hold dear,
When there are others more deserving standing near?
Do you understand the grief you cause,
When you take someone before they should be lost?
It creates an anguish that can't be destroyed
It fills the soul with a painful void
No words or time will completely heal
The wounds of sorrow that I feel
It is said that eventually the pain will fade
But so much time has passed and I feel betrayed
Because the pain is still there
I'm afraid that it's something I cannot fair
There is only one being that I can blame
And it just happens to use Death for its name
I needed to write this letter
To see if it made me feel better
you still suck
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