Frail
Just like his life
Just like his threats
Blue
Just like his cheeks, his tongue
And his life, too.
It all ended in the garage
His threats weren't taken seriously
His life was put in the hands of doom
His tongue and face turned blue
To be found by someone he knew
Sad
The way he went
And the way he was found
Devastating
How the people who loved him are mourning
And how these memories will never fade
But lovely to know
That he got what he wanted and ended up dancing with death
And now he is much happier leaving us frail
Just like his life was
But more importantly, his threats.