We tried...

But we had to give up.

We would have done more bad than good to him if we'd tried harder...

...to keep him alive...

I keep telling myself, and to him, that he's better off now,

the cliche' he's "going to a better place."

But I'm not sure if I buy that myself.

I stood there watching the lifelessness creeping over him like maggots,

optimistic of what appeared to be a full recovery.

Now I look out my window only to see the void that shouldn't be,

only to end up turning away with red eyes.

I hope, although this may not be as soon as one hopes,

to see you again along with others that are missed.

In due time.