Closed Eyes

\"I\'m sorry\"
Her last words said.
A life drifted away,
As she lay there dead.

Tears in my eyes,
A lump in my throat.
Her final goodbye,
No other word spoke.

A prick in my arm.
A slight pain, I tinge.
Drugs in my veins,
A now empty serenge.

At first it feels good,
A drug induced high,
Then it\'s a blur
As life passes by.

The memories flood,
Come all at once,
Of the years gone by,
Of the passing months.

Remembering things,
Some good & some bad.
Times gone by
And everything had.

Memories of family,
Of good times with friends...
Then a sudden realization,
No stop to my end!

What can I do ?!
I\'ve made a mistake.
I just wanted a high
Not a life to take!

Things are getting fuzzy,
I can no longer see.
Losing control,
As I fall to my knees.

Eyes still blurry,
But opening yet.
Wondering what\'s happened,
As reality sets.

I start to see faces
But they\'re still in a blur.
Then up above me
I think I see her.

With eyes clearing up,
My Mom\'s sitting there
With tears in her eyes
But loving & care.

She says \"I know it\'s not much,
But it comes from the heart.
Inside I would die
If you were to part.\"

I know her voice.
So loving, so kind.
I try to respond,
But the words not to find.

Friends are there, too.
Just watching & waiting...
They\'re just there
Watching me fading.

I can\'t stand it,
But what can I do?
Just lying there,
Not able to move.

My stomach is queasy,
Sight fading in & out.
I\'m wanting to scream,
But not able to shout.

Moving my lips,
But my tongue is caught.
I try once again,
But my vocals are shot.

A pain in my chest.
Gasping for breath,
I feel it coming on...
My essence of Death.

So I muster my strength
And speak but few words.
But in the end,
\"I\'m sorry.\" is heard.

The machines turn on
And the beeping begins.
Tears start to fall
\'Cause they know it\'s the end.

So prayers are said
And rise up above.
Every word spoke
With the deepest of love.

So my spirit is lifted
And a bright light is brung.
I see Jesus Christ,
The Father in Son.

Then, an outstretched arm
Pointing me home.
Not a word is said,
But the meaning is known.

My coffin is open
For all to see.
People keep coming,
Just staring at me.

People in black
And tears in they\'re eyes
With peace at a lack,
Say their goodbyes.

I\'m watching them closely
With a knew burden to bare.
I\'m trying to comfort,
But I\'m not really there...

\"I\'m sorry.\"
My last words said.
As my life drift away
And a body lay dead.

-victoria-

* hey, sorry that it\'s so long and not very good. but i would appreciate it if you would rate it for me.*