its just a little headache
i don't need a ******* medic
it ain't worth all the headache
" not dying so soon love" i said it.

it went on for a couple of days
my wife's been feeding me a couple of meds
didn't think that these were my last couple of days
i always thought, if i die it would be from these couple of ways:
either some random accident or from old-age
or by saving the earth from harmful gamma-rays
but never did i think it would be from brain hemorrhage

i stepped out of the area to catch a breathe
after a minute i was grasping to catch a breathe
i tried to eat an aspirin but i vomited instead
i saw people see me and look in disgust
he must be a drunkard, look he must!
a couple hours passed and i started to look rust
i wasn't breathing and was covered in dust

"hello police there's a drunkard in the road and he ain't moving"
i didn't want to be there either but i wasn't choosing
the cops tried to find my life but it wasn't there
they finally called my wife with full despair
she started crying and shouting " this isn't fair"
it really does hurt a lot losing someone you care

my 10 year old daughter's been asking where i am to her mom
she cant even look her child in the eye and say daddy's gone
but i don't blame her i don't know who to blame
should i blame my brain or blame my shame
or should i blame the people who shamed me
but the truth is i am ashamed see;
i blame lack of care, i blame ignorance
i blame headaches i spared, i blame my incident
i don't blame my wife but she blames herself
and yet somehow she has to suffer till day twelfth.