James Owen Sullivan, You Will Be Missed

My friends, my heroes, my unknown, my loved

Death is not the end
Please don’t fret
There’s no comfort to stop the flow
Tears cascading

No words soothe your sole
You’re alone in death
No one feels the same
When death over takes

A hug can only uplift
But never enough to question
The existence
Of gods and angels set upon clouds
To set watery eyes on the dwellings
Of loved ones
Of heroes
And friends
Or those you’ve never known

Don’t fret
The numbness shall fade
Your heart will lift with memories
Never fight them you will cast away
Your loved ones

For you my friends
My heroes
My unknown
My loved ones
Have control
Of those who die
Not in body but in sole
Sprit and essence of those
Who have seemed to have left us

You in the heart and mind
In the world have the power
The ability
To mark ones death
In the earth with a blade
Dug deep in the mud
Creating another scar
For the forgotten

Don’t fret for death is not the end.

this is for you James Owen Sullivan, The Reverend Tholomew Plague, Jimmy you are my inspiration.I was shell-shocked by your death and torn apart from the earliness. The musical talent you possessed helped make Avenged Sevenfold who they are and I might not be able to listen to who ever tries to fill in your spot for they will change the sound I hold dear, I will always listen to everything before in your memory. The memory of the man I regret never getting to see and meet and know you are still my friend my loved one and my hero. I write this with my heart and you lived your years and that’s more then most can say. You shall be missed and appreciated greatly your existence will live on with the people who know you best your friends and family your wife, and your fans will carry story’s and your music with them. To you my unknown.