Beep
Oh wonderful, it's that sound again isn't it
The one that always welcomes me as I enter your room
I desperately wished that I can loathe the irritating sound
Alas I cannot for it's what keeping you alive
If that what passes being alive that is
You never seem to be conscious of the world
You lie there in bed with your face devoid of emotions
My existence goes unnoticed every time I sat near you
And it wound me tremendously to observed you like that
But I will always choose to do so
Because…
You were there for me in the past and the present
And I'll never be able to repay you for that
No matter how hard I try
It may seem insignificant to the others
Because they given up even attempting to having hope
And persuading me to do as well
Telling me that it's pointless to even have hope
But I won't quit on you
I will still plan on visiting you
And won't stop even beyond the end of time
Even if I died on the inside
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