Checkin Out

Staring down at the doctors report I let the inevitable sink in My moment of truth has finally visited me, Do i sink or swim. Memories taken long for granted Wash over my tired mind Like ghosts who have come to lead me, To a fate most unkind. This is when you really start planning Procrastination has to flee There are steps that now need climbing, So i can leave this world with ease But i gotta go out swinging, Its what God expects of me Ill serve him til my last breath And he comes to rescue me.