Journey On The Edge II

When I was 16 my face suddenly froze, As I passed out in my friend's arms, I was laying there, face turned rose. I awakened, memoryless, then recall harms. When I was 23 I was very far, But I wasn't alone as I kept on twitching, She saved me while my spirit was afar; Soon I flew back to my body, waking. When I was 27 I almost died thrice, Two times because of someone I trusted, First time because of foolishness for a vice, Three times my head internally combusted. When I was 8 months old, I had my first encounter with death. I flash backed to it, as a 27 year old, Like as if I was holding my last breath.