Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.

A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads

Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,

Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future

When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions

You Were the sunlight. You brought me

Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right

How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide

That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?

If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much

In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.