That's what your name would have been.
It's on your birth certificate.
Our Alex: strong, smart, and kind.
The name engraved in gold
On a coffin far too small.
He held my hand and smiled sweetly
Talked to me cheerfully in slurred, halting sentences I couldn’t make out
And hugged people he did not know just to feel loved
There is no sound more haunting or heartbreaking than the sound of a parent whose child just died. Of all the bad things in EMS, that's what I fear most.
Wrongfully convicted of murder, Pete Coones spent 12 years behind bars until he was finally exonerated. Lacking quality health-care in prison, he died 108 days later from an undetected disease.
Three Yet One
Footprints walked away from her. Tears dropped from her chin to the ground. It took three words to bring them together, yet it took one lie to break them apart.
The unspoken promise
I will protect you from the demons inside your head
I will destroy every knife you point at yourself
If I fail... When your life fades, mine will be ruined
with that first
rapid heart beat
a would-be mother's
I Love Nothing.
I love nothing. Music makes me dull. Talking to others makes me void ,loving and caring makes me feel useless. And people make me sick and reading makes me bored.
I’d always hated farewells.
Until last week when my favourite uncle died of the virus and was laid to rest without any loved ones nearby.
I now crave that farewell.
Graduate in a year, a proposal at our spot, a set of gold rings, a baby bump, tiny onesies.
"I just don't see a future with you anymore"