Petrified and terrified,
Bored and seeking no other,
Far from here exists meaning.
Above me in continues bleeding.

Burning the past,
A simple feeling will come at last.
Holding on and dying,
To every word and all that is lying

Rake and separate me
I believe only what I see.
And wish to be forgiven,
For my sins in the beginning.
Eddie Ray
Copyright ©2002 Eddie Ray

Eddie is my son and below is a picture of him. Thank you Eddie for serving your country!