the foolishness, the fear,
the drug of death
they are all slashing and bashing
in my head- will i die from this -
will i lie here unable to control
my fate- helplessly slipping away-

vulnerability is my downfall-
i am unable to fight death which
smothers me- will i see tomorrow?

as life laughs in my face- i weep
for it though it mocks me-
hating my purpose- i am
scared- and cannot move- maybe it
is because i do not want to move
i wonder if it would be better to
leave- slip coldly away- unnoticed and
unfazed by my timely demise