The Pain I've Endured

Death

Blood spilling over the ground.
Take my hand and help me out.
Never been afraid of death.
Until it came to my last breath.
Desperate for air.
But no one really cares.
I'm broken hearted.
As I become the departed.
Wondering what will happen next.
I open my eyes.
My problem I fixed.
I see a white light.
As I stop trying to fight it.
No longer gasping for oxygen.
I will never have pain again!