
I watched it happen from the window,
I saw him finally let himself go.
He hadn't been out for long over a week;
I didn't think it'd be this bleak,
He didn't think or sleep...
All he did was sit and weep.
After some months, I thought it got better;
I thought he had himself together,
But it took a turn for the worse
When he watched his daughter get carried on a hearse.
There wasn't coming back from this
He was broken, never to be fixed.
I watched from the heavens one dark night
But he was done fighting the fight.
I couldn't save him I hadn't the time,
Then I heard the death bells chime;
So I watched my best friend die...
For I was already up in the sky.
Where he did not join me, I found out why.
I cannot say but listen well...
Be good to your family, or you too will end up in hell
I watched it happen from the window
The night I realized he let himself go



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