Disclaimer: The Ninja Turtles are not mine… though I wish that I was that creative.

Without Him

His blood soaks the ground,

As he lays there on the cold stone

His heart is no longer beating,

And neither is yours

He's dead.

You call his name,

Wishing to dear god he would answer

But he doesn't

And you wish you could take his place

He's gone.

Tears flow down your cheeks,

As the mounting feeling of frustration holds you

You should have been there

But instead you watched him go down

Never to see the light again.

And you hear his brother's cries of mourning

As they gather up behind you

And you know it's your fault

It was your job to take care of him

You've failed.

The little things no longer matter

Like breathing or swallowing

As you hold his cooling body against yours

Hoping that the cold would numb your own pain

He's dead,

He's gone,

Never to see the light again.

You've failed.

Please take my pain away

Don't make me suffer more

I can't bear to live

Without him.