The Death of John
Through Dean's eyes
I can't believe this has happened
A minuet ago we were having a talk
I just stood there watching
Barely able to walk
My brother runs in
Looking scared and afraid
He grabs my arm and puts it around his shoulder
We enter in the room
And I hold on to Sam as if he were older
This can't be happening
The words ringing in my head
"No response, still no pulse"
He just cannot be dead...
They have called it now
And the doctors start to move away
But, but this is my dad
They just have to help and stay!
We are back at the hotel
I just couldn't stay there any more
Surrounded by memories of dad
And loads demon lore
I feel like throwing it all
And shouting as loud as I could
But I have to look after Sammy
After all, I said I would
I hop up from the cold, deep bed
Next to my warm, soft brother
I say to myself "Do it for him"
And crack a lame joke to cover
We walk out the door
And I look up into the sky
I know lord you hate me
But look after my boy, if I die….
THE END