today might be the last time

i hear the voice

i don't want to leave him

i know how sad he'll be

when i go

but i'm not sure

if i can hold on any longer

I'll miss the way he sings to me

and the way his words flow

as if each syllable was a note

is there a way out?

not one that i can see

not a light

or a door

thank you

for being with me.