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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I am dying and i don't know any other way to say it, just knowing that you can collapse any time of the day tragic. I lay in my bed every day with tears running down my cheeks and praying, telling God and creaming out to him that i am staying. I am way to young to die right now, 21 years old is not the right way is it now? Feeling my heart ache in pain and agony, leaves me feeling like i don't even want to be. There were many times before when i could of died, so why now, i already started living a life, so God why do you have to take me now? I am not even close to being ready, let me live out my life to where i am going steady. Crying every night and hoping that in the morning you will see the light, when i wake up and make that first inhale i figure out that i have sight. My lungs burn like the depths of hell it self, they can't take it anymore i want to lock them away in the most highest shelf. The doctor told me to live my life to the fullest, but if i do that, i will only end up being the coolest. The coolest in a cold hard coffin is what i meant, cause when i live i live to no return till the last segment. Even thinking about it right this second that, that i have to die soon brings tears to my eyes, i just hope that when i do leave, that my body be burnt and spread out like fire flies. It is 2:37 in the morning right now, and its still on my mind, readers please don't give up on my writing and be so kind. I will be with you all still after i parish, cause this is the only place that makes me feel not selfish. I can tell you guys anything that's on my mind, without having to leave parts of my words behind.
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