I miss his smell
I miss his bad jokes
I miss his creative streak
I miss how he cares
I miss him so badly that it hurts,
I saw it all, I saw him leave this world.
The machines that helped him live
Were turned off
Off. Never to be turned back on
so he would die.
The machines beeping noises slowing down, until I couldn't hear them no more.
I didn't cry
I couldn't cry, it felt like
I had lost a war.
A war that was worth winning
I war which has scarred me
I'd do anything to hear
the voice I took for granted
The voice that was took
from my world, everyone's world.
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 11:59 AM UTC
I miss his smell
I miss his bad jokes
I miss his creative streak
I miss how he cares
I miss him so badly that it hurts,
I saw it all, I saw him leave this world.
The machines that helped him live
Were turned off
Off. Never to be turned back on
so he would die.
The machines beeping noises slowing down, until I couldn't hear them no more.
I didn't cry
I couldn't cry, it felt like
I had lost a war.
A war that was worth winning
I war which has scarred me
I'd do anything to hear
the voice I took for granted
The voice that was took
from my world, everyone's world.
