Her love was only eighteen,
She as a gift from Love, up above,
Her life came, and went as
Quick as the Seasons change,
All the help in the world
Didn't stop her from suicide,
She planned her own precious goodbyes,
She had her promise things that
She never knew she had to keep,
She had twenty-four hours to show
A lifetime of love, and to say goodbye,
There's other parents that never get that,
To watch your child's life slip away
From your touches of love,
It's hard to accept,
But you never forget,
There's days of anger, sadness, hurt, and pain,
The tears, and heaviness it leaves in your
Heart takes to face the guilty,
And grief it leaves you with,
Her angel of love planned her own
Precious goodbye.