"We are all dying, some of us just faster than others." There was once a time in my short life When I thought, indeed had no doubt, That I would live forever. I am a bit older, And a lot wiser, now And, of course, realize this is untrue. Coming to grips with the fact that there are forces in this world Stronger than I was not easy, But it was something I had to do, none the less. I look back at my life and am not pleased, Nor am I angry. I know that everything good in my life turned sour, But I am not bitter. I know there are probably people Who have never known the fruits of love, or the taste of a good meal; Maybe they are better off, though. I sometimes think I was born at the wrong time, Or into the wrong situation. If I had come from nothing, I guess I would be happy with nothing. It doesn't matter now, I can't change anything, I've taken up my space and taken up my time. It is now time for me to leave this place. Goodbye.....
Reason for writing:
Some bad news from Doc forced me into some harsh realisations
of my mortality.
Birth sign: Not entered
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