happymeal69

Im lying here without aid,
slowly losing every tick of a second,
losing every breath I held in,
Till thers nothing left to be taken.

Hands go cold,
eyes wide open,
growing old,

Never thought itd come to this,
pulling my life line inch by inch,
no sound, no taste, unconscious although awake,
deforming myself in an endless fight,
just to prove that I was right