stop it dude who you think you talking to sipping too much vodka juice will put you in the hospital seen loved ones on death beds they was alive full of life helped them get through the pain until they closed they went with Christ they must have been scared treasuring every second of fresh air going outside suddenly became a big deal see loved ones faces became real drugs that they took became obselete receiving love was how the pain healed it didn't matter what they took for granted all that mattered was every moment with family they had to take advantage the walls became hourglasses saying prayers was suddenly never skipped afraid to to fall asleep because the day they capping off could be it constant fear eyes are cloudy tears falling chills from past affairs faded faces the people they loved were no longer there strength drained from there bodies, confusion setting in brief flashes of brilliance battling through medicine standing up proud of how they rose only to sit down im mediately defeated staring at the floor these are people of pride started fighting too late ended up leaving a few people greiving behind they were probably finally able to read between the lines and understand God's plan the scheme of his design rest in peace all of those that I speak of you may be gone but not forgotten, they'll always be Love