A year has already gone by
A year ago since the day he died
A year ago from the day I cried
I stood in front of his bed and wondered why
Why did he already have to go
I guess no one told me how sick he was, I didn't know
He died in front of me, as I remember so clear
I can't believe it's already been a year
A year since the day that I saw him die in pain
A year since the day I wanted to go insane
It felt so unreal, I felt so scared
The reality hit me, as I stared
Staring in shock, hope, and fear
I thought- I want to run, but I'm so glad I'm here
I waited for him to wake up and breathe again
But the dream I had couldn't happen
Instead I'd dream of the day that happened a year ago
Why I couldn't get these images out of my head, I didn't know
I saw his face, it was so clear
Once again, I felt a tear
There were nights where I couldn't sleep
All I did was stare and weep
I was too afraid to close my eyes
For fear I'd see that awful surprise
The image of him lying on that bed
The image of him, almost dead
Skin and bones, sunken eyes that are shut, and a pale face is all I see
Is this how I really want him to be?
No, it's not! It's good he went
If he lived today, think of all the time he'd spent
Being taken care of and not supporting himself
Having each part of life packed away on separate shelves
Although it was best for him to go
I miss him now, a year later, more than you'll ever know
I live today with the fact that he lived a good life
So why does thinking about his death cause me so much strife?
Althouth this experience gave me bad images all the time
I walked away with one lesson in mind
Don't take your life or the lives of other for granted
Because sometimes there really is no tomorrow
A year has already gone by
A year ago since the day he died
A year ago since the day I cried
I stood in front of his bed and wondered why
Why did he already have to go?
I guess no one told me how sick he was, I didn't know