Rest in Peace H.D.

I knew yee well

You were my very fabric

That which kept me going

Even when the rain fell and flooded my street

Even when the one blizzard came and the cold took over

You were there for me in High School

When I had no direction

But you were there to guide me

And help shape me like a clay molder

Yes you put your hands on my heart

On my head and helped build me up

Then years and years later you were also there

When the clay needed rebuilding

You started from scratch and built me up again

Shaping my very being with new nuances

Out with the old, in with the new

It was you once again who led me to a new path worth walking

Oh yes, I knew yee well

A guiding force, so strong

Yet, the world always tormented you

With words so vile and concepts so foreign

You and I both could not comprehend

What this world was exposing to this clay mold

What flames this world used to melt

And what waters so deep that we were lost in the torrent

Now you are gone

No longer there to be a guide

I am lost in a desert

With no GPS and no one to mold me

I miss you so much

I wish I could bring you back

But this world is too cruel for me to feel right about doing so

But I will always remember the way you let me see clearly

To you: My Hopes and Dreams