Quiet drops, along the window sill.
My sleepiness caused by a pill.
Stilted roofs outside.
No one is right by my side.
The sound continues to echo.
I hear shouts below.
Mother, father arguing
Who will be taking me.
I hear the noise of the ambulance.
I see my mother prance.
The last breath I drew.
Before I could see again a morning dew.