Who would have thought forever could end in a gray box under fluorescent lights, with the air around it too still, too cold, too final, and the faint chemical smell of the funeral home clinging to everything I carried home? It sits in front of me now, silent and unforgiving, holding everything I still don’t know how to release. The room smells faintly of dust, metal, and flowers that died before I was ready to throw them away. I stare at the box and wonder how a whole person

Before the night ended, the Richards family home would become a crime scene, and the quiet life Bernice and Blake thought they knew would be shattered forever. From the outside, there had been warning signs only in hindsight: the silence behind closed doors, the bills piling up, and a man whose past had never fully let go of him. Looking back at Mark Richards’s record, it was clear he had struggled for years. What began as shoplifting at thirteen had grown into more serious t

I built up a wall to protect my heart I thought if I tore it down for you, I’d be ok It just seems like it’ll always be the same You can’t promise what’s impossible Eventually, we're going to crash and burn And it’s going to hurt. But wounds were not made to last But the scars that are left behind They will be a reminder of the past That I’ve left behind I’m tired of the tears I’m tired of the pain When will it end When will it go away They say it’s only for a season But this

I hate the way you make me feel I hate the emotions hidden deep inside One day you’ll realize just how dangerous I can be They say the pretty ones are the crazy ones Would you like to find out if this is true? All those years I stood by you, being nice to and now you want to act a fool Don’t be bamboozled honey I can flip that switch so quick you won’t even realize you‘ve been hit. This sweet girl is about to turn savage From all the damage From my heart being broken and dest

You were my best friend. You were the person I came to when I was upset. You were there to help me grow You helped guided me through the things I now know…. Who am I supposed to talk to now? Who is going to hold me while I cry? Who will tell me I’m being a brat? Who will I call randomly just because I want to hear their voice? I hate that you’re gone, I hate it!!! It‘s not fair that you were taken so soon!!! It’s just not fair (breathe) Stop it! Gotta stop thinking that way!