The color dissipates from my eyes; also with it the glow,
Along with that my heart lessens and shrinks to a minuscule low.
It's in your hands, it's in your arms; my life as time quickens,
Will you choose to do the right thing as my blood thickens at my hair's ends?
You look left you look right, no one around to help me themselves,
The duty is in your hands...why hesitate? Why look for someone else?
We're here alone as my heart lessens even more to a beat every four seconds,
If there's something to do it's time to do it now before my time slowly ticks away again.
But wait, why are you leaving? Turning your back on me I see,
I was left in your care and you walk away, make haste, and leave.
Now I lay here alone, with no one to help or care for me,
I was left in your arms dying...and you weren't there for me.
This has to be the end, as my breath breathes no more
My life, was left in your arms...I hope you remember that forever more.
