Jillian_Anka Posted November 21, 2012 this poem was written by Renee' a few months before she passed away, she was a fighter to the VERY end. i miss you my sweet Renee' A fucked up view of life By Renee’ Believing in the simple road Life is easy we are told A path many have chose Life is like a red rose Beautiful, sweet smelling Stop I am yelling This is not so Life is a dark caldarium of sorrow and pain We live to fight in vain From that first bloody slap We scream and shout Till the day we check out Seeking moments of happiness These moments are short Little flashes of light Flickering like a candle, seldom very bright Sometimes enough to show the road ahead Before the cold wind snuffs it out Love is sweet and tender But carries the dagger of surrender Then the dagger pierces your heart The sweetness becomes too much Then the bitterness and despair grabs you in the crotch Leaving you broken and alone Fighting the tears and sadness We carrying life’s baggage Like a horse and carriage Then before we know it We are dead Things are being said Yes our lives meant something Then tomorrow they forget As all the memories come flooding back, I see things in a different light, cynical and just a lil fucked up. But just remember at least I am not dead. Instead I lay here in the hospital bed. All stitched up and on machines, but hey I am not dead.