Hospital Bed

If suffering were just,
You would know how I felt
Sometimes life plays cards
That shouldn't be dealt

The rules of the game,
Altered and twisted...
Destiny takes it's best shot
With wrath of the wicked

I hope you believe
I was there to the finish
To rid you of your pain
But the disease wouldn't diminish.

Though you sat there crying,
With your empty stare
I never left your side,
I was always there...

I'd speak so slow,
Softly but clearly;
As I told you I missed you
And loved you dearly

That hospital bed,
Where we spent most of our time...
Threw away every last second,
last kiss and last dime.

I held your hand,
To the very last day
And watched your love and your flesh
Wasting away...

Your care for me,
Your guidance and help,
Are gone forever....
Never again to be felt.

I knew this day would come
Some time or another...
But I was never ready
To lose my mother.

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My mom hasn't actually died....just felt like writing it