O.D.

I could not bear to see the sight
Gone form her eyes, life's beautiful light
Cold, pale, and dead she lay
The vile syringe still in her vein

I startled awake from the horrible nightmare
In my mind, I could still see her empty stare
Shaken, I was, and drenched in cold sweat
Had my heart not been stronger, surely, I would have wept

For such a sight, I wish never to see;
And the nightmare begone, forever form memory
As the sun rises, I kneel an pray
That she's still alive so I can see her today