ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease)

ALS

Mama I don't think I can fully understand the aftermath of death,

You see Mama Death is this confusing thing that's making me feel crazy inside.

Mama I know grandpas in a better place now but, I can't shake it out of my mind,

Mama I want to run to the four walls he has been stuck in for eighteen-years,

I'll find him in bed strapped with the cords that help him cling to life.

Mama I'm going crazy inside!!!

Mama I've stopped sleeping at night, Mama the tears won't stop, I try but they won't stop!, the tears keep me up at night Mama;

I cry for the times when I was five when grandpa would put me on his lap and drive me down the road on his wheelchair, to make me feel the wind rushing on my face Mama, to make me feel I can fly Mama, to show me he cared although he couldn't speak Mama.

Mama I couldn't tell you it stabs me inside because I see you want to cry but is holding it in, Mama cry out the pain don't stay in vain, Mama I know it hurts but falling in is worse, so.. Mama cry out the pain!!.

Mama I know that when you had an appointment and the doctor asked you, "how's everything" you couldn't speak, instead you cried an ocean of sadness, as if all the tears came from all the anger build up over the years.

Mama I know you can't sleep at night,

Mama I know when we all leave in the morning you stay in bed not wanting to face the truth and feel the pain,

Mama cry because when you do I'll hold your hands and hug you tell the tears run out.

Mama I think what hurts the most are the memories you wished of having not the passing.

Mama theirs a tune in my head, the tunes unheard, the tunes dead, theirs a tune in my head, the tunes unheard, the tunes dead, theirs a tune in my head, the tunes unheard, the tunes dead.

Mama now I cry for the legend his become, eighteen-years and now it's done.