Smoking Killed You

Tomorrow's your funeral.
The thing that scares me the most,
Is knowing I'll see your limp body in that casket,
And know I could be next.

Uncle Charlie,
You were everything to this family.
I wish you could have heard,
How highly my mom spoke of you.
My dad loved you;
This whole family did.

I can't believe they took you away.
They need to take all the blame.
Their ciggarettes is the cause;
Do they not see that they're a flaw?

Why would you take him away?
Why not me,
Or someone else, let's say?
I miss him, so much.
It's hard not to cry.

I wish I was there,
The moment he died.
To hold his hand and show him I cared.
To let him know,
He'd never be alone.