As I Die
As I die,
I see no light, I see no hand reaching out.
When I lived,
Nobody payed attention, no one listened.
As I go into darkness,
It's black and I can't breathe.
My lungs burn for oxygen.
My eyesthrive to see.
My heart urges to beat.
Within five minutes, I'm gone forever.
I'm no longer ignored.
I am not there.
I've lived and I've died.
Copyright © Victoria King | Year Posted 2012
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