blood love & deceiving inside this broken heart I write this letter just to forget you this time no more crying wishing I died with you underneath your grave..... this is not a letter of anger....  this is a goodbye letter dear lost Isabella rose.....  your friends and family might still weep and morn over you like a cold hospital patient inside the cancer hall trying to fight for every last breath just to wait for a cure that does not exist all your efforts are just a waste of time to perish into dust but hope is lost you try, try again to breathe wither away into dust just to be swept up to be tossed in the pile of trash of what we call life so I wear black to cope with my feelings because I have lost you and now your gone I walked to the liquor store a couple blocks from my home of sorrow to pick up a bottle of Hennessy from the devils market I heard that business is booming from the demon next door that's how he deals with death ....so maybe you should try a new method of poison to calm the nerves I shook the demons hand and made my departure to new addiction to forget about you dear Isabella rose the only thing the new Addiction did it made days more cloudier but on the bright side of things I made a couple new friends more demons to drown in the cup of sorrow we are sharing together just to make life more colorful and fuzzier to show me how much you brought me joy to my life and that joy faded away into nothingness like the cold emptiness in space .....time is so short on this planet you live just to watch love ones die so what's the point in living anymore I can hear your voice inside this vessel I call my mind screaming at me to think positive how can I think positive when you are not here with me and your arms are not around my waist so I walk to the church to talk to the priest maybe I will find hope there, clearly not so I nail this coffin into the ground for the final time to forget this memory of you