The days will pass, And the pain will slowly fade.
As I live the life, That he has made.
It’s so hard to think, About him being gone.
It’s hard to be a person, When I’m so withdrawn.
I miss him more, With each passing day
I still can’t believe, That he took his life.
I remember the knock at the door, That fateful morning.
The words that followed, Came without warning.
As I dropped to my knees I looked to the sky.
I screamed to the lord above, Angry; I demanded to know why.
How could you let him do that?
Why didn’t you take me? Taking him just isn’t allowed.
It felt as if someone had stolen from me, As I got dressed and began to cry.
There were so many things he still had to do he was never supposed to die. 

He was supposed to be invincible, A solid rock that I could lean on.
What used to be an everyday occasion, Has become a conclusion foregone.
He was my little brother Sent from above, I was supposed to watch over him,
Now I know why they say that life ,Is a horrible thing to waste.
Even with a loving family at my side, Somehow I still feel displaced.
I have no strength, As for many others.
EDWARD, please give me the power today
To stand strong for my family and my girls.I miss you bro ,theres no one like yeah

Dear Loved Ones, my family and friends,

    I hope by now that some of the initial shock of my departure has begun to wear away . . . and that the kind carpet of pleasant memories has started to unroll. My only sadness at contemplating this moment for you is that I know I shall go and leave much I hoped to do with you undone. I only ask one thing.
No sad tears for me, please. Every wonderful, delightful thrill, experience and emotion life has to offer has been mine although yous no there wasnt many but i had my fill. So, no sad tears for me, please.

    Rather, recall me with a fond smile as the brother,and friend who shared your laughter, tears, and dreams through the years ...even thou i wasnt beside yous i was always with yous in heart  Save your sadness and sorrow for those who leave before they find, see, feel, taste and discover the precious pleasures of this world.
No sad tears for me, please.i made my choice and i know it wasnt what yous wanted 
it was my time to leave yous i want to head home ,I've lived a goodly span of years --  Laughed a lot, cried alot. . . seen a thousand sunsets -- played many a game of chess as the dawn broke over the hills, courts, those years I spent on my own prepared me for going home for god had found me and helped me when i was weak,i did some bad things in my life but i was very sorry for each and everyone of them and although the people i hurt might not have forgiven me but i know my holy father forgives everyone  ,i did get to have walks in the April rain -- through fields of daisies in summer -- shuffling through the fallen leaves of autumn -- and Oh! the snows of winter!
So, no sad tears for me, please. my family

.The memories of the years I turn over slowly -- like the pages of a book. There were victories, and they gave life zest. There were many defeats, but they made me stronger. Many of them were vicarious -- through family endeavors and we all grew. Perhaps the greatest adventure of all has been the spiritual search,I cherish the peace and joy I have found. In growing up, it wasnt all bad I raced with many contemporaries and knew the thrill of achieving . . . .So, no sad tears for me, please.

    Life was good . . . I saw robins in the spring gardens resting in winter and bursting into life in the spring -- the palo verde trees a river of gold as they wandered the outline of the desert washes, a fraction of a year later the miracle of the smoke trees blooming a lavender flame -- the amazing blues and rose and purples that flood the desert mountains in early mornings and evenings . . . long walks under harvest moons . . . and from the tops of high peaks looking down upon the flickering lights of cities and towns.
No sad tears for me, please.

    Think of those happy times: our last Christmas together lisa with hamid and the girls .  the nights we watched the boxing hamid . .    No one dies as long as there is one person left in the living world who remembers with fond recall . . . and shares a thought, though that person has gone ahead.  Some day one of you may be looking thoughtfully at the vast  Ocean, assessing its beauty and changing moods -- you may feel a sudden, warm, soft breeze across your cheek . . . you will know that I am there . . . Or you might be standing on a mountain top, looking across a sweep of wooded foothills and valleys . and if there is a sudden, gentle stirring among the trees . . . feel I am sharing the moment with you.  "On Christmas Eve, if there is a small star in the sky, look at it with love and let it come into your heart.So, no sad tears for me, please, and remember me.  A person really never dies while there are those on earth who loved that person . . . One is never gone as long as there are those who remember with fondness . . . and as long as memory evokes a wistful smile. All those who have loved, and who have been loved, have earned a piece of immortality . . . No sad tears for me, please . . . 
i love you my family so dry up your tears and remember me with love never sadness
untill we all meet again carry me in your hearts,and i will watch over yous from my new home in heaven god bless yous all  love you brother and friend edward xxx

IMAGINE AT THE AGE OF 36 GIVING UP EVERY HOPE AND DREAM
IMAGINE KILLING YOUR SELF,BECAUES OF PROBLEMS IN YOUR LIFE
IMAGINE KILLING YOURSELF
BECAUES YOU FEEL ALL ALONE,IMAGINE AT 36 TAKING YOUR OWN LIFE
IMAGINE AT 36 TAKING YOUR LAST BREATH,AS YOU DIE BY YOUR OWN HAND
IMAGINE HURTING BECAUES YOUR NOT AS PERFACT AS PEOPLE WANT YOU TO BE
IMAGINE HAVING SUCH A LOW SELF ESTEEM THAT YOU DONT EVEN CARE
IMAGINE DYING BECAUES YOU THINK PEOPLE DONT CARE,PUSHING YOURSELF
OVER THE EDGE BECAUES YOU FEEL NO ONES THERE,
LIVING YOUR LIFE EVER DAY IN PAIN,BECAUES YOU DONT FEEL WORTHY OF SOMEONES LOVE THEN THE PAIN SENDS YOU RIGHT OVER THE EDGE AND YOU FEEL NO HOPE,
IMAGINE BEING SO DEPRESSED,THAT YOU WANT TO DIE,IMAGINE KILLING YOURSELF BECAUES YOU SEE NO OTHER WAY OUT OF THIS BIG DARK HOLE
IMAGINE NOT WANTING TO LIVE ANOTHER DAY,IMAGINETHROWING YOUR HOLE LIFE AWAY,SOME PEOPLE COULDNT EVEN TRY TO IMAGINE THIS 
WE ARE SO FULL OF PAIN WE JUST DONT THINK STRIGHT WE JUST TAKE
OUR OWN LIFE,SINCE WRITEING THIS I DONT HAVE TO IMAGINE BECAUSE
YOU SEE I DID I WENT ALL THE WAY AND KILLED MYSELF
BUT I NEVER STOPPED TO SEE WHAT PAIN I WAS LEAVEING MY FAMILY BUT NOW I WISH I KNEW HOW MUCH AM LOVED HOW MUCH I WOULD HURT PEOPLE BY KILLING MYSELF BUT I CANT CHANGE A THING NOW AM DEAD PLEASE SEEK HELP IF YOU FEEL LIKE I FELT ITS OUT THERE DONT DO TO YOUR FAMILY WHAT I DID TO MINE SEEK THE HELP ITS OUT THERE HANG IN THERE I MISS MY FAMILY 
AND I CANT TURN BACK THE CLOCK SO STOP THINK LOOK FOR HELP AND LEARN TO LIVE AGAIN