Drip Drop, the rain falls;
But I lay still in the rain;
No emotion just listening;

I can't answer the outside calls;
I am impervious to any pain;
I just watch a drop fall as it is glistening;

My monument crushes me;
It is so dark and cold;
The rain only reminds me of life;

The world I would love to again see;
I should have listened to what I was told;
But now I lay alone, and miss my wife;

The rain reminds me of that day;
I remember the gunshots and screams;
The paramedics, the blood, the fear;

The images I'm forced to portray;
All of these shattered dreams;
Alienating me from those who I hold dear;

I can remember the bullets penetration;
My skin torn, my heart taking a rest;
My face in agony, my children crying;

Now I lay here with no ventilation;
My heart torn out of my chest;
My loved ones left with memories of me dying;