i wrote this poem right after i found out that Andre died s-Saturday November 12 R.I.P.
You fought the fight
You fought as hard as you could
The doctors coudn't figure out what it was
They could tell it was killing you but thats all
Nothing they did worked no matter what they did
They said that if you followed some strict diet and took all those pills you'd live
They said that you couldn't swim ever again in your life because of it
And we beleved them
We thought that it would work
You swam
You ate
You must have known
That you didn't have much time left
You ignored to doctors
You did everyhting they said yo shouldn't have done
Did you know that it was probably the last time you'd do it?
A few days later they sent you home
What was the point?
You were going to die no matter what they did
There was nothing they could do for you
So they let you spend your last days at home
We all knew that it was comming
We all knew that you were going to die soon
At least you died peacefully
Your mom says you died in the bathtub
The doctors say that you didn't drown
You died and fell into the water
Even though you died
At least you died in the water
Its what you wanted
To swim one last time
To feel the water one last time
Even if it was just in the tub
at least you had
one last happy experence
before the end
