18 hours left before I die
18 seconds to figure out why.
My heart beats faster
and time is all that matters.
I hurry to figure out this poison why,
Or on this floor I will lie
Neurons firing like lighting,
Blood flowing with anxiety frighting
Am I just freaking out again?
Or is this truly the end?
We talk in catastrophe
Feeling like we are in a cacophony
I feel a stabbing in my head
Was it that piece of moldy bread?
The walls are closing in,
Was it the meal I skipped to get thin?
I worry that they will see my fear
How can I look strong for my dear?
And then the moment past…
It was just a sugar rush I hath
I worry about others fear,
I worry when they feel smeared.
So the next time you feel your heart race,
Look around your place,
Realize that you are not the only one there,
And understand how precious it is you cared.
For their life, their hearts their mind,
Or even when you were bored with them that one time.
And cherish all their is,
So that you can have a life well lived.