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Bullets with butterfly wings



那天在马路上
就是我们幸福的开始

Monday, March 08, 2004


Just got hold of the news that someone committed suicide.

I didn't know him, he was just one of the people linked to links of my previous site, and I've checked out his page before.

One week ago he wrote about how he and her were going to get married this coming June.

And now's he dead.

He had written a last entry addressed to her, and in it was this:

"If you're reading this mail or post, it means I'm already gone. I'm really sorry. I know I promised you I'd keep myself alive. I'm very sorry!

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As I write this letter I don't know how I'm gonna end my life..

I tried to sleep forever but my eyes won't shut,

I tried to bleed but I just don't have the blood to spill,

I tried to starve myself but my body doesn't require food anymore to keep me alive.


I don't know if I went home and smashed my car on a wall..

I don't know if I went home and picked my gun and shot myself..


I just don't know what I did.


And now that I'm gone, move on... things will be better when you wake up... don't look back."






Rest in peace, you silly man. Hope you have found what you have set out for.



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