I know you’re dying. I saw you through the smoke. Say what you want to I know you’re lying. Cause’ I saw you through the smoke. Don’t tell me I don’t understand. That every time I even blink my eyes I see the stains on your hands. You don’t understand what it’s like to watch you, breathing away what’s left. You’re setting the poison alight. I need you to give me a sign just to keep you alive. Stay away from the light. This is suicide. I know where you hide. Don’t you dare think that lying will give you a longer life. It’s all the same, nothing is changing. Every breath taken shortens my patience. How can you claim love for something you’ve broken? How can you live when your son isn’t coping? You can be so much more than I’ve witnessed. Don’t just exist, run away from the sickness. I know you’re ashamed of it, still you refuse to quit, how did it ever come to this? Be strong, you know what you’re doing is wrong. The next time you need to poison your life, remember the second you gave me one. I’m your son. You picked me over everyone. But if you’re not afraid of what you’ve become, then I’m afraid for the both of us. Be strong. I can’t do this for one more day. Soon I’ll have nothing more than the memory of your face. And what if that fades? What if that fades? So what will be left of you, if you’re all that I have left to lose? You’re setting the poison alight, and I need you to give me a sign, that you want this life. So many pieces of me are making it hard to see, and soon I won’t be able to breathe. Just like you.