I can hear the tick
I can hear the tock
The time is barely passing by
On that crusty old clock
I can almost hear the machines
Beating with his heart
I can just imagine him on that table
As they take his head apart
I'm sitting here in this room
On a chair, waiting
There's nothing much to do
So I'm just anticipating
What's yet to come
I do not know
But the time is just going
Ever so slow
I can imagine the drilling
So close to his brain
A single mistake
And he becomes inhumane
The doctor is approaching me
About what I do not know
His back is hunched over
And he reminds me of a crow
He calls me over
Tears flooding his eyes
As he tries to comfort me
And muffle my cries
I'm feeling nothing but numbness
It just feels so surreal
After seeing his lifeless body
I can barely deal
The only person I loved in my life
Taken away from me, gone
But that's just life I suppose
It goes on
_Һ;&_�h
