I lay and I listen, to music that calms me, my eyes no longer glisten, I accept the fate that could be.
My arm and my chest, are riddled with pain, too hurt to rest, memories play within my brain.
Things I've done but not explained, to those who need to know,
I love them all I have exclaimed, but did those feelings show?
I picture Goku in bed, fighting heart disease,
"He made it through" runs through my head, and sets my self at ease.
If I die before I wake, just know I loved you all,
use your life to try to make, things right before the banshee's call.
Written by Johnny Blade
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 02-27-13
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