Hoping For the Best

We all want you to live but if you are to die this night make it quick not drawn out, strung along by gasps and moans. Frankly, we are uncomfortable being here seeing you like this. Really it's most frustrating, really quite inconsiderate our deep compassion is running thin. If death hovers over you now then let the end begin. We are all praying for our release, itching to be anywhere else, but timely death is running late and we simply cannot wait to mourn for you.