The sound of sirens came to my ears,
I bit my lip and cried silent tears.
My horrible nightmare flashed before my eyes,
everytime i think about it another piece of me dies.
I remember my nightmare clearly,
me calling 911, my brother crying sincerly.
The paramedics rushed to my fathers aid,
the police came and stood where he layed.
I heard them say "deceased february 10th 2002,"
as i cried with my brother there was nothing we could do.
My grandfather took me and my brother away,
and we waited for my mom that cold winter day.
I toss and turn until i wake up quietly,
and realize my nightmare is nothing but own reality
~:*Whitney*:~
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