The Pain I Feel
I feel it,
Death draws near.
I am left without wit,
My bones shake and crumble in fear.
Completely drowned in darkness,
Scared to the end.
It eats me alive, my loneliness.
No one to depend on, not even a friend.
Over exhaustion has killed.
Why am I dragging myself alive?
No longer am I willed,
For a deep friend I still thrive.
Inside me It gets colder.
Even as I grow older.
My pain still won’t leave me.
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