A Tug Of Life
my heart pounded insanely as the doctor approached me
"i have some bad news, sir ..but nothing i can guarentee"
"we ran tests and x-rays, and we believe we found the problem"
"but a complicated surgery is needed for us to find all them"
"were sad to say the cancer spread, throughout her entire head"
"and if u would like to see her now, she's lying on the bed..."
life is tough, a constant battle, as well as a mystery
but a gentle tug of life ....could end one's misery..
i slowly opened the door to the room in which she lies
and walked closer and closer, tears streaming down my eyes
sat down on the chair next to her and grabbed her hand in mine
nothing to see but her beauty, nothing to hear but a lifeline
was this the Devil's cruel design? a life in which cant be fixed..
she never has done anything worng, has God got people mixed?
i should be in her place, for i have had my good share of sins
cheating and beating her, lying straight to her face with a grin
it isnt right for this to happen after all the pain i caused
went down to slowly kiss her, but halfway through, i paused
i thought back, and remembered the first thing I told her
said we would be together forever, even when we were older
and then i remembered the last thing i said, oh how it has changed
told her i was glad she was dying..now realizing thats sick and deranged
never knew why i said these things, cuz they have never been true
i loved her so much, but doubt i have ever even told her "i love you"
but now i was a changed man, i realized how precious life was
she never knew how much i loved her, but hopefully now she does...
life is tough, a constant battle, as well as a mystery
but a gentle tug of life ....could end one's misery..
i felt as if i cleared things up, and it was now safe to kiss
but as i kissed her, it felt as if she didnt even exist
realized she really didnt, and she would never be the same
she was already dead, and looked to myself for the blame
as i lifted my lips of hers, i saw the plug connected to the wall
then looked back at her face, the most beutiful thing i ever saw
i stood up, contemplating whether or not i should pull it
already dead as can be, but was it quite enough for her to quit?
i prayed silently, asking God for the correct answer
but it wasnt his job...the Devil is the founder of cancer
suddenly her eyes opened slowly, and her lips moved a bit
and her last words surprised me, as they were "pull it"
her eyes closed again, as the tears streamed down my face
i grabbed the plug slowly, and grabbed her in an embrace
told her "i love you" as i gave it the first little tug
then kissed her lips tenderly, as i slowly pulled the plug...
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life is tough, a constant battle, as well as a mystery
but a gentle tug of life ....could end one's misery..