Death

My chest is sore and tight,
as I lay in quiet reminisce.
I close my eyes to hide the light
that illuminates your face.

I surround myself in Dark
and feel every muscle ache.
My lips twinge and tingle
as they grow numb and forsake.

I open my eyes wide
as I suddenly begin to realize
-this pain may abide;
but the numbness is all too real.

I sit up with a sudden fright
and pray that all this pain,
all these aches, will alight
and that I will be okay

and see another day…

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