Looking down to the one you love, all that pain all that  hurt is all to much.                      
No movement, still as the night, screaming and shouting please you need to fight.
But its no good they can't hear, blood caked in tangled hair,no movement not even a twitch the docs saying we will have turn off the switch.
In all the years and all the days hearing that doc left me in daze, reeling about inside my head,
I don't believe that their brain dead. So tell me am I selfish for not wanting to switch that machine off , my eyes streaming while I sputter and cough.
I tell myself the docs know best while I kiss your forehead and let you rest.