my Beautful, sometimes Fucked up, Mind

Lost 3

What if the end is near
You can feel it and death is all you fear
The clock keeps ticking, time passing by
And the feeling of fading away is written in the sky
You're all alone, lying in bed
And this will be the last time you'll see the sun set
You'll never see the gleaming moonlight
Shining in the dark of a cold cold night
You're kissing your loved ones, no more time to spend
They're all crying, knowing this is your end
You want to make memories with them but death is coming way to fast
And everyone will only see you when they're looking at their past
You close your eyes, the ticking dissappears
You're welcomed by heaven, and your memories are kept through love and tears.