by The forgotten one

Created on: May 09, 2008

I lay here alone,
on cold concrete and stone,
my body broken and weak,
in recognition of my impending defeat.

Only pain and fear i feel now,
as i am slipping away,
how much i desire,
to see the sun rise the next day.

I no longer fear,
my journey ahead,
for it will not be long
and i shall be dead.

For i am at peace
and except my fate,
help as arrived,
but i fear its to late.

Taking my last breathe,
as i look upon the clouds,
my eyes feel heavy
and I'm hearing muffled sounds.

I am moments from death,
and all i can feel,
is my beating heart,
starting to fail,

all is silent now,
for i am gone,
off on my new journey,
to find my new home......

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