Goodbye

He came. Death came. Death reached out for her soul but she fought, she fought hard. I am sure she wanted to stay alive so bad. She wanted to stand. I helped her up. She said she wanted to sleep, we didn't want her to but she was too weak. We pressed on the peddle but we were too late, then a second was like a week . I was afraid cause I knew she might not last the night. Yeah that right. She was too weak but still, she tried to fight. R.I.P to the one I lost. To the ones we lost.