disclaimer: iss no mine

Board to Death

Hear my voice
In these letters
Let me hear you
Say it'll get better

Move your hand
Across from me
I'm here even if
You cannot see

The truth flashes just
Before my cold eyes
This could be our last
Chance at goodbye

I'll keep floating here
Around these memories
I'll try and hang on
Like some bad disease

Promise me this,
With the reaper near,
I have only one last
Thing that I fear…

I'm afraid our family
Is too shattered, too broken
I can't always be there
To fix what's unspoken

Just promise me, Sam
That between you and dad
Raging hatred won't be
All you'll ever have.

Even if I stay here
Hooked up to a machine
Don't let our family
Become just a bad dream.

B-Y-E