Home all alone in here suffocating sorrow
Not afraid to die, but afraid to face tomorrow.
The cieling caved in, the white couches turned black
She kept walking away, afraid to turn back
She teared as she passed the seventh step
She began to tumble, while in time the world crumbled.
The ghosts of her past did rightfully chase her
Pursuing her conscience, of that they all made sure
Her world turned grey and fuzzy as she fell through the air
She reached out for the railing, what she found was nothing there
Her heart skipped a beat as she fell to the ground
Her mind was in shock and her head right spun around
Just one faithful step is all it did take
To turn her away and make a heart break
Her last fleeting thoughts before her head hit the tile
Was life wasn't fair, but she fell with a smile
Her lips were angled upwards, corners to the sky
Because she imagined that if she would die
She would float up to heaven and once more see her mother
Finally, they both would reunite with each other
Her head hit the ground and her world turned to black
She lay on the floor with her jaw lying slack
Two days passed 'til her father got home
His flight was delayed so he stopped off in Rome
"Beth" he cried out "I'm back from my trip"
Quite unaware of the unfortunate slip
He hadn't heard from her, not a call or a text
He could never have expected the thing he saw next
Lying unconscious was his beautiful daughter
Bruised on the head and lacking of water
He rushed to her side and cried "Bethany!"
He felt for her heartbeat and counted to three
A distant little pulse did periodically sound
His daughter was not lost, but really she was found
In 25 minutes they were in the ER
Her eyes opened up but she couldn't see far
"I need 20 C.Cs" the doctor said "Now!
This girls gonna make, but I don't know how"
Her father sat nervously in the waiting room
Waiting to hear if the results were of doom
He held his face up with his work-ridden hands
He felt his life slipping like small grains of sand
First was his wife, and now was his child
One could surmise that his feelings weren't mild
It was only right now, that his daughter was dying
He realized that to his own self he'd been lying
He'd neglected, and this time was the last
No longer was he still the man of his past
If she could survive this horrific incident
He knew as a father he'd be much more competent
For now all he could do was play the waiting game
A thing which he hated right down to the name
Against his will, he fell in to a sleep
His mind started drifting and his dreaming went deep
His daughter was well and he said "Beth, I love you"
She said, "Dad, you're dreaming, but I know that this loves true"
She reached out and put her arms round his shoulder
He should have felt warm but instead he felt colder
Her hands shook him violently and she screamed "Wake up!"
He opened his eyes and stared into a cup
The doc handed him some liquid and said "here, drink this"
He said it was juice but it tasted like ****
"Enough with these, games, is my daughter alright?"
"I'm sorry," he said "but you'll have to sit tight"
And so he sat tightly for hours on end
He sat still until he could no longer defend
And just at the moment when he thought he would die
The door opened up and he let out a sigh
The doctor was smiling, it was quite plain to see
He said "Alright Jon, please come in with me"
He came in the room which was blindingly white
And he saw the one thing that made his whole night
"Daddy?" asked Beth with a tear in her eye
He blinked to make sure that his eyes did not lie
"Oh honey, I'm so glad your well," he said
"for a moment it looked liked you'd turn out to be dead"
"Its alright dad," she said with a smile
"Everythings fine now, so please, stay a while"
"From now on, I know I must be a better dad
I never did realize that I made you so sad.
You're mother is gone, but I still have you
I need to stop taking that for granted, it's true"
He reached out for her and held her in his arm
"From now on, I'm here to protect you from harm"
Outside the window rain fell to the ground
It flew through the air but made never a sound
Lifes never fair, and neither's the weather
But atleast Jon and Beth are still happ'ly together