Last Call

As I laid motionless in this bed, To my Heart I submit and in my past I pondered, With every sweetness I have taste, every bitterness I assimilate, Stumbling down into slumber, ready for my number. I am but a man with only memories I have procured. Always waiting for an old friend that I have missed all my life, For all the broken bones and pain I have endured, For all the happiness and bliss, I am grateful to have thrived. A friend I taunt at times in my youthful actions, A friend I kept in mind after all my juvenile sentiments. It has walked behind me for as long as I can recall, A friend to the lonely and bountiful. A friend to all. At last, before my smile, My friend stands tall, I will go without delay. Without any brawl. Closed my eyes and pictured a last thought. In love, I fall. Taking my last breath. Death announcing my last call. 13 October 2015 Fariq Yusoff Trashed #4 Sponsor: Broken Wings