• So will you save me from my plight?

    And help me get through this wretched night.

    Will you be my saving grace?

    Throwing a caring smile upon your face.
    Could you hug me tight?

    And tell me things are going to be alright.
    Will your chest be my pillow?

    As my arms lie flaccid like a willow.

    Will you listen to me, even after my last words have been said?

    Place me in my grave, because now I’m dead.