As time goes by
I see the darkness approaching
That so called "light at the end of the tunnel"
Is disappearing
Time is slipping past my fingers
What am I to do?
Close my eyes and let fate take its course?
What if I want to choose my own destiny!?
I'm not ready to leave!
I choose life!
So I'll stand up on these weakened legs
And fight for what I love
Try as you may Death
But I'm not giving in.
~Shana
