It's a track race,
Beginning at the finish line, to die where you have started.
Back in the hospital, just in a different room.
Holding up handmade signs of late-night prayers...
But exactly for what?
If you were to win, you'd be in pain forever,
If you were to lose, we'd never see you again.
This is the first time we were ever together,
As one whole, silly family, tearing up and tearing apart.
The cries are like those from a suffocating puppy,
Depleting, breathless, and fearfully depressive
You'd rather not know, and not feel.
Sure, everyone is sad, but they won't share the times we had.
When you left that meet, a part of me left with you,
And a part of me stayed, but my memories fade
The lines between joys and fears.
A part of me stayed to keep my family strong,
but who's to keep me strong...
When my biggest hero is gone?