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.
