Literature
Familiar Face
i would gladly remove a limb or two
if it meant spending more years with you
healthy and happy and full of life
not having to endure this current strife
reach into my soul, find some light
to keep you company tonight
while you're alone in your hospital bed
thinking how you'd rather be dead
hate that you're feeling so much pain
hate that to nurses we have to complain
god what i'd do to see your smirk
cracking quiet jokes with your famous quirk
where did time go, Daddy? where has it gone?
why did everything have to go so terribly wrong?
i'm tired of crying, wishing and praying
while still in that uncomfortable bed you're laying
pokes, prods, pu