I stood in the night, thinking of you,
Only wishing you were there with me.
I looked at the moon & saw your face,
Knowing, for some reason, that I would never see you again.
I saw the strange car drive by,
Slowly, quietly, creeping along the asphalt.
As the window rolled down, I was frozen in terror,
When the gun appeared, I knew it was all over.
The bullets spewed out, one by one,
A blow to the leg, one to my stomach, one, so close to my heart.
My body collapsed of agony & pain,
It was then I again thought of you.
The blood gushed out from my fatal wounds,
I remember getting sleepy & closing my eyes.
All at once, I felt no pain; I was okay,
That was the moment I died.
My spirit looked around,
Too confused to understand.
How could this be? It's not my time to go!!
Why am I on the ground, covered in a sheet?
The last thing I remembered as I lay on the ground, dying,
Was wanting you to be there with me, but knew you were so far away.
All I wanted was to see your smile & let you know that,
I died, thinking of you...