Ernest Gray Poem by DeAire Taylor

What should I do?
Should I tell you that I had a nightmare about you that came true?
The nightmare that's been on my mind ever since you passed away?
I stood there in the hospital while you were on the bed breathing your last breath
I stand beside you with tears in my eyes
Wishing that you wouldn't leave me no not like this
I'm grabbing the doctor by his neck screaming at him like it's his fault
You better do everything in your power to save him
Almost choking him as people are trying to calm me down
Breathing his last breath he says to me that it isn't my fault
He was waiting for it for a long time
I love you but you have to let me go
I'm thinking as my hand of heaven turns into a fist of darkness
I'm pacing back and forth as the beeps get louder and louder and louder
And then…….silence…..like a forest in the night….pure silence
Then my eyes open happy to find out it was just a dream then to find out by my grandmother that it is to be the real thing
As me and my family go to the funeral I cry on my knees asking why
The reverend asked if there was anything to say but I couldn't move
My mind was saying "what are you doing you fool? Get up there and tell them what you have to say" but I couldn't
And now that you're gone
I hate the world
I lay in your bed at night hating everything
People, things, even me
I wanted to come with you because you were my only friend in the world
I hated everything for a long time
But then you came to me in my dreams and told me to be happy that you're in a better place now
So now I must say thank you for being here for me
For letting use your room when I was room less
For letting use your computer to experience wonderful things about the world
For giving me the chance to experience whatever I can to know what I want to do to get my dream job
And I know that you're up there watching me
So I leave you with three small words
Three small words that make a big impact
Rest…..In…Peace