Feeling as if these are my last moments.
Are they?
Aren’t they?
What do I do?
I do not know who I am,
What I am.
I do not know what to do or feel,
Know what to say to make this go away.
This pain inside,
I can bare it no more.
This world has mistreated me for too long.
No more can I take.
No longer will I hurt.
My spirit may live on to another body,
I hope it is more fortunate then I.
But I do not know who or what I am,
There forth,
I cannot live this way,
I just can’t.
I feel the cold,
Ice coldness,
Of my veins flowing through me.
What am I?
Who am I?
Will I ever know?
Why will not some hand,
reach out and change this for me?