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That day our family was taken by awful suprise

How could we not hear those painful cries

I tried to hear, I did my best

But alas I failed like all the rest



We all were so very shaken

Could we not see a soul hurting and breaking

Could we have done any better

All that was left was the bullet and the letter



It has been a few years today

I can remember everything so clear as if it was just yesterday

I will never forget the shame that I felt

When I could have helped instead of death having to be dealt



I never even got to say goodbye

But the day he left I sure did cry

I keep on hoping he will be there when I wake

But he really is gone, his life he really did take



Everyday I wish it was me instead of him

He deserves a chance to try again

and I would give anything to give him that chance

but he decided to say goodbye with that last dance



and I wish I could have known better

But all that he left was the bullet and the letter