Before I Die


you ask me why-

you tell me no-

“get your head out of the sky”

“it’s not right to go”


But I won’t listen to lies-

I’ve just one reason to give-

“Before I die,

I just want to live”



We do not grieve as those without hope.

We do not hide as those who live in fear.

We do not sit as those who cannot stand up to darkness.

We do not despair as those who think this is the end.

We do not breathe as those who wish to take their last.

We do not sing as those who hear nothing but an empty melody.

We do not rest as those who live in constant slumber.

We do not fight as those who expect to lose.

We do not persevere as those who have no Ally.

Dear Best Friend

Dear Best Friend,

I don’t think that you fully understand how much you mean to me. I don’t think that I even fully understand. But God really knew what He was doing when He allowed our paths to cross.

I know that I can annoy you at times, but you think that most of my antics are endearing. And when you tease me, I never doubt your love like I doubt so many other things and people.

Sometimes I’ll start smiling and everyone around me thinks it’s for no reason. But it’s because I thought of one of our inside jokes. I love how much you make me laugh.

Whether we talk every day or every week…whether we see each other once a week or once a year…I know that you’ll always be right here next to me. Because I keep you in my heart.

So thank you, Best Friend. For sticking by me when things are falling apart and when they’re falling into place. For checking up on me. For taking the time to know me as well as you know yourself. For calling me so that I can hear your voice, and visiting me so that I can feel your hugs.

I pray that I can be half as good a friend to you as you’ve been to me.
Because Best Friend, you’re not really my friend.
You’re my family.