Comments about David Rohlf
The sky is clearing,
my mind is pure.
I'm sick of fighting,
I'm ready for a cure.
I don't know what I've done in this life,
to make me deserve this, to make me question.
All I know is it isn't just me,
we are all fighting, fighting to see.
I think back in time,
the time well spent.
My years defined,
my heart at rest.
It is finally time to leave, please don't help me,
please don't cry.
My time has come,
I'm ready to die.
My friends and family here at last,
to say goodbye with words that will pass.
I close my eyes, I ...