I wish you could see me
crying like a baby
grieving not believing
he's on a machine
that's keeping him breathing
naw
he's staying right here
hoping that I'm dreaming
caught up in a nightmare
emergency techs
cut him out of his clothes
so they could see the holes
and
put tubes up his nose
I suppose, I'm suppose
to be stronger
but forget that
my boy was suppose to live longer
so I start thinking
reminiscing
about all the times we had
and started praying for the first time
in months
" God I know you can only allow this
madness to go on for so long
but I think you proved your point
we gone live right from now on"
then his mom dared to tell me
that the fight was incredible
and
if he makes it he'll be a
vegetable
raised and nurtured him
gave him to much love
to sit there and let them pull the plug
I walked in
seen him laying there
looked like he was sleeping
lights weren't blinking
just me
my homie
on a flat line so I hugged him for the last time.....
I wish you could see me now.....
