Round Here
And now I'm looking at your coffin while it's buried into the deepness of the ground. Drops of sadness fall from the dark grey sky, the sorrow in the air, the tears of your family, friends, and mine too.
The way everything ends, when all the things seem to be alright and in just a matter of seconds everything fades into nothing as a whisper, as a dream
Dropping a last rose over your grave, saying a last goodbye, and wishing you luck at the new world that you will face. I leave now taking a glimpse of you for the very last time
June/3rd
Everything is so different since you passed away. The band broke, but we keep in touch, I moved to a small house, but it's okay. Days are so hard, gloomy, without any sense, I wake up just waiting to sleep again; I never thought that this will be this hard, this unbearable.
A couple of days ago, something weird happened to me, I'm not taking anything strange but I've been having these visions and I'm concerned about it, I've already talked with Mikey but he said that's normal after suffering this kind of lost, he also said he was struggling against depression too, that it won't be easy, so I'm trying not to fall in temptation.
September/28th
Sorry for leaving you long time ago, but I wasn't sure if I should keep on writing or not. My therapist said that I should get over it and continue with my life, but I know he think I'm mad or something, you know at last everyone has the belief they can handle my life as they want, but I'm not going to bear it anymore, I must do something, before they put me in a madhouse, make 'em stop
October/13th
Can you stop!! I'm so sick and fucking tired of you, I don't want to see you or hear you again, you are driving me into fucking madness, why?, why are you torturing me this way?, that's not okay, I don't like it, leave me alone, how can I suffer this much just because of you?, damn it, just go and screw someone else's life
It was a cold night, he was trying to sleep, when something hits the little window on the west wall, he doesn't wanted to look, 'Cause he knew what he will find if he looks; it was him again and endless torture, stealing his dreams, his life. And then, the noise again on the window; Frank finally turn and watch, he was right, the same vision on the glass. He got out of bed, and opened the window, "what do you want?" said to the spectrum, "I miss you" was the only answer, "and just because you miss me you think you have the right to come here and scare the hell out of me, if you don't know, I miss you too, but this is not okay, just look at me, I'm standing here talking to a ghost, I'm so fucked up", a smile grew over Gerard's lips "come with me"; Frankie took a look at Gerard's eyes, "I'm not that insane" he said, "but you want to"
He was found at the bathroom of his hotel room, with a small cut on his wrist; the police didn't found any note, just a lot of letters to a dead man and a line in the mirror that prays: "just because I love you too".