And the sun is gone now
It's the closing moments of a clear day's sunset and I
Am thinking about blood clots, and suicide
How neither make sense except inside themselves
As the last choice is made, as the mistakes accumulate in the bloodstream
Nobody would have made this choice
Nobody would have wanted this
And I ask my father to pray
And I ask myself to pray
And I am having trouble breathing
And I am remembering those trillion instances of my life
Each at which it could end
And I am thanking God that it did not
And I am praying that they live
And they are in a hospital, which is the best place for staying alive we have
And I'd like to live too, if that's alright
And I want a life worth its struggles for the both of us
And I am lonely, I am scared
And the sun is gone now