I Wish I Had You Back
My Grandad died this morning, after being in the ICU after a car accident on Sunday. I've been trying for hourse to write just this much, and even still I wish I could write about him and his life, and not how I'm feeling; but I think at this point I have to let it out in order to get to that point. So this may not be excelent, but I had to give it a go.
I'm shutting down
because I pressed the button before
the tears could short out my wires.
But just because I'm shutting down
doesn't mean I'm self destructing,
because those are two different buttons;
and the other one's not worth pushing.
And even though it was self defense,
it doesn't make much difference,
because when the salty tears fall from
they're just as corrosive.
And all it takes is a heavy drop
to land on my side,
And even when I tried so hard,
I start to move inside.
And when I wake,
It's like I'm fasting
from the life I used to know;
Because with fried circuitry
it's hard for me to figure
why you had to go.
And I still love you,
with a heart that's flaking ash;
And I still feel you
deep in my cripled soul.
But I wish I had you back.