On a serious note...

It's been four months and the throbbing sting on the wound still feels just as fresh. Not having Shannon here just seems so out of place and unfair sometimes. She still inspires me to write, as I contemplate my goals I hear her voice as if we were still discussing them together. Losing a best friend is pretty much like losing a piece of your soul, but always having her in my heart eases the burn. I've faced so many losses, especially in the last few years, but no one can ever explain or prepare you for when death hits so close to home. Eveeeen as we speak, I'm sitting here typing away about her and procrastinaaaating. Something we always fought about being the champion over. I suppose I should actually get ready for work and stop acting like a bum. Excuse me, like a writer. It would be awesome to get paid one day to sit in my pajamas and write things, eh? =P

Heartache coursing through me,
Still find it hard to breathe,
Panic stricken moments that bring me to my knees.
I know god has a plan,
But why did he take the best of us?
Questioning his reason and what's in store for the rest of us.
Guide me somewhere, Hide me somewhere.
Falling slowly, hope seems nowhere.
Today we might stay, tomorrow's unlikely.
I'll weather the storm,
Cause I know she's beside me.