I hope they heard

In the wake of a brand new day

I stare at the railings of my hospital bed

I told them that I found the way

I spoke about everything that needed to be said.

And yet their faces show only remorse

at my reluctant saving grace

and our relationship now is coarse

they can't look me straight in the face.

I've told my final goodbyes

I've given them a final hug

I couldn't bare anymore lies

I couldn't swipe it under the rug

I know I was a burden

I was a mess

a cripple all of a sudden

or perhaps something less

For all basic needs

I needed someone's help

And now my heart bleeds

Being just a whelp.

So this..

is my final word...

as I fall to abyss...

as i take my final breath...

I hope they heard...