The Dead Never Come Back

I walked along a lonely road, No soul to keep me fair. The shallow beating of my heart Near stopped in me for fear. The whispering wind was haunting me It's song my death bed cry My solemn march a tribute be To living as I die We know the dead never come back...... but do they?

My Redemption

Dear Richard, If your reading this, then either I am dead or I have found it time to tell you the truth. Your mother and I wanted to shield you from the truth for as long as we could, but at some point we knew we would have to tell you. You see, Richard, everything is not as you have always imagined it to be...

The Unidentified