Poems

I almost died today

I almost died today.

It feels weird, thinking you're going to die.
But also really exhilarating.
All the adrenaline, you feel like you could run a marathon.
Your life doesn't flash before your eyes, more like the life you could have had.  

I almost died today.  

It feels really weird to say.
Like a new language, probably Latin.
People stare and they gape, some go "What?"
Others go, "No way, you liar."
But it's true.  

I almost died today.  

I never thought about how I'd die before.
Maybe a disease, hopefully old age.
I wasn't expecting a party.
I wasn't expecting a present.
I wasn't expecting a peanut.  

I almost died today.  

Where would I go?
Would people mourn?
Would they cry, scream, wail maybe?
Would I leave a hole? How big?
Would I be missed?  

I almost died today.  

I wonder how you'd have found out;
I don't see you every day, so I'm curious.
One of my friends, going through my contacts,
and sends an email titled 'She's dead.'
Or would you have asked around, then forgotten about me.  

I almost died today.  

Just because I almost died today,
doesn't mean I'll die tomorrow.
I'll live tomorrow.
Yeah, that sound's right.
I'll live.