• On the concrete
    Still
    Movement
    None

    My heart beats
    Not of its own will
    Through my body
    A chill

    Eyes open
    No vision
    Light
    In the distance

    Sense the people
    Feel their tears
    Friends...Family...
    I know their fears

    Expressionless
    But I try...
    Back of my mind
    I don't want to die

    Didn't just happen
    memory instead
    To those who have known me
    I am already dead...