clinging to existence …

he
was
curled
into
a ball
lying
at
the feet
of
death
crying out
for
a god
he
didn’t believe in
nor
had considered
until
his lungs
would not fill
with air
and
a drowning feeling
firmly grasped
his body
submerged
in despair
he recalled
when breathing
was
so
simple
no thinking
required
but now
each
breath
struggled
to
lift
the weight
of
death
from
his chest
no
moments
of
life passing
before
his eyes
just
a pounding heart
sweat
without
sweating
the anxiety
of
death
and
empty promises
of
tomorrow
then
suddenly
it
was
over

 

2 thoughts on “clinging to existence …

  1. Reblogged this on Walttriznastories's Blog and commented:
    For some of us this may be the future. For all of us death is the future.
    Do not fear the end for it is the great equalizer. Rather, make use of every minute you are given in this life. To accomplish, not defile.

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