Do not mourn me when i'm gone,
say goodbye,
cry a little, but move on

What will you choose to remember,
my smile and laugh,
my sarcasim and anger.
My broken spirit as I start to part from the world that has shown me so little compassion.

Whatever you choose I hope it makes you remember me well. But don't think on me too long its not healthy to dwell, on things that will never come back, don't let me going be a distraction.

My heart was broken my soul was shattered, my spirit was empty and dieing
My window of hope closing in front of my eyes
Don't mourn me as I drift away I hurt no more
so don't mourn me when I go