• Its to late now, I know it to be true. I know thats to late as I'm staring down at you. You lie upon your bed, heart unbeating, eyes unseeing. Yet I know it must be said even though I can see that you are dead. Your skin has gone pale, your muscles have gone weak. Youll never again breathe, never again think. Where once your soul shined deep within your eyes, now all I see is the fire thats been put out within. You used to smile so brightly as you stared up at the stars, now I know you'll never do it again. Never look at me, never again to see how oftedn I was there, how much I cared. And now I realise that in the years gone by, I should have expressed myself in full. I never tried, yet now I cry for those times which have passed me by. I never again will hold your hand, never again will make you feel better. Never again even invoke your anger. No, all these things have passed me by, as I admit to my heart that you have died. All that's left now, is to cry.