When it all happened,
When she took to the bed,
Deep long nights in her ward,
I was alone.
When she laid there breathless,
Oxygen tank restless,
Her soul carving out of her,
I was alone.
When she took her last breathe,
The cold night of December 26th,
Her lifeless body lay-eth,
I was alone.
When they buried her body,
Her soul had left already,
Memories of her on replay,
I was alone.
So, who are you?
To call yourself my friend,
When I need you the most,
I saw you the least
©shyl
S