in a time when the truth could be painful
and the only ears that hear you are deaf
in a place where sorrow is bountiful
and no beauty nor understanding left
the only hand that reaches out to you
is a hand with the sign of rejection
and the only thing left for you to do
is to give up life, A hard decision
you took your life without understanding
you took away from this world your beauty
you left us alone in the dark, crawling
without you this world is much more ugly
I'm sorry but I couldn't see how
a death of a beauty could be a gain
now that you are gone, what do we do now
your death have not eased our saddness and pain
now we're alone with more sorrow to bare
you took yourself away from all of us
now, we understand, your sorrow we share
we face it alone, may you watch over us
in a time when the truth is painful
and the only ears that hear you are deaf
in a place where sorrow is bountiful
and the only hand that reaches out to us
is the hand of a friend that always was...
...listening.
we were always listening. you just
didn't want us to hear you.
-Orville "chubby" Basas
