Its sad to see someone you know and love in a hospital bed,
Its sad to see them hanging on to there life by a thread.
You begin to wonder, someday that's going to be me laying here,
But than you noticed that you loved through so much you'll go away without fear.
Seeing an old man on his death bed is a sore sight,
Praying and wishing he comes out alive and ready to fight.
You begin counting down your own days to live,
Thinking about if there is anything else you would like to give.
I been dying for a while now and still in counting of my short days,
I know I can drop at any moment, but it only seems like I lived in a hais.
Who's going to remember me when im gone,
People will being saying look at what he has done,
A monster in discise I will leave this retched planet,
My body barried seven feet deep not six like everyone has done it.
To be further away from everyone they will burry me this deep,
Everyone will be free from this monsterish evil creep.