I always had a smile that I was willing to share,
And there wasn't a burden that I wasn't willing to bare.
Put your tears in a bottle and I'll keep it by my side.
Oh run to me my children, my arms are open wide.
As I say...
Oh won't you hold me now while you still can
Cause I'm fading fast I'm withering.
Won't you save me now while you still can.
Before this becomes my bitter end.
Well your too late, your too late.
I was always kind to you. I loved you from the start.
I fought to keep us together but you tore us all apart.
I was the bind, the spine, the family's binding glue.
And now with pain in my eyes I turn and look up at you...
And I say...
Oh won't you hold me now while you still can
Cause I'm fading fast I'm withering.
Won't you save me now while you still can.
Before this becomes my bitter end.
Well your too late, your too late.
Memories of holidays in a distant past,
Are all I have left of my children...tell me will it last?
Cause my mind is slowly slipping farther and farther away.
And soon my body will wither and decay.
And I say...
Oh won't you hold me now while you still can
Cause I'm fading fast I'm withering.
Won't you save me now while you still can.
Before this becomes my bitter end.
Well your too late, your too late.
Oh lover how could you be so very blind?
I'll bet you wish you could stop and push rewind.
You left me here to slowly die in the most painful way.
I curse you! I hate you! You mean to say you didn't here me scream?
Oh won't you hold me now while you still can
Cause I'm fading fast I'm withering.
Won't you save me now while you still can.
Before this becomes my bitter end.
Well your too late, your just too damn late!
Comments are very appreciated since this is a poem about my grandmother that just died. They cut off her water supply and let her shrivel up into a prune. She was awake the whole time. What a fucked up and painful way to die eh?
© Brett Harper
