4:00 am
my heart was racing
my arms were cold as ice
i couldn't feel my body
my head felt as if someone was repeatedly hitting
me with a hammer
i knew i was dying
except i had been dying even more everyday
see, once you're born, everyday is like a god damn
clock
each day ticks, but it gets slower and slower the
closer to death you become
the very few seconds i was falling, felt like fifteen
minutes
i didn't want to die, not now
not now that i knew someone actually cared for me
he cared about me
i heard him scream as i fell
a powerful scream
one you hear in the horror movies, except there
was no axe murderer or a psycho with a chainsaw
who locks you in a basement
he was terrified, i was terrified
"this is it," i say to myself as i feel the life rush out
of me
fifteen years i've spent awaiting this moment
i was hoping it wouldn't be like this
if i was in this position a few weeks ago, i wouldn't
be so terrified of death
but now i'm not quite sure i want to die anymore
i have someone to live for
i'm scared, what comes after?
i felt him shaking my almost lifeless body
"wake up! don't die on me!"
i moved my hand towards his
i felt a pool of a thick liquid by my head
i looked at my fingers
blood.
i grabbed his hand
he held it so tightly, i lost all feeling in every other
part of my body, except my hand
i felt his grasp for hours it seemed
i felt so happy holding his hand
yet so terrified
was this the end?
"I don't want to die anymore"
"anymore?"
"in a few hours, i was going to"
"don't you dare," he cut me off
"it's okay now, really"
"don't you dare leave me"
"don't lea-"
5:00 am
YOU ARE READING
24 hours
Poetryas i lie on my soft, beautiful bed i slowly feel like i am drowning in memories the memories i've so much attempted to completely forget have remained in the back of my mind they taunt me in my last, my final hour of life