Motionless, alone, trapped
In these strange surroundings
Empty, helpless, cracked
His existance is his heart pounding
Frail, weak, confused
People he doesn't know
Tired, weary, bruised
I'm not ready to let him go
Freightened, angry, scared
He lies there in intense pain
Sad, upset and unprepared
This can't happen to me again
Numb, dark, lonely
We've tried to do our best
Guilty, drained, it isn't homely
Now we must let him rest
Distraught, uncapable, anguish
I just want him to be relieved
Discomfort, pain, selfish
Selfh but he deserves to be through with this!
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