The pain, it envelops me,
The crying, it does nothing.
I lift my head, I smile,
I only get hurt in return.
It beats fast,
Frightened from pain it runs.
I can't run,
I have to stay and fight.
I can't leave, I can't go.
I have to tough it out,
With my fragile little body,
And my rather confused mind.
I don't know if I'll make it,
If I'll survive.
What I do know is...
Death is coming.
Gep this is really good! Thrilling and deep and amazing!
ReplyDelete*cheers on Gep* Don't be afraid of ANYTHING. If you have the right attitude, nothing can stand in your way!
I hope you won't leave me, my friend, for a very long time, indeed.
ReplyDeleteDeath may be coming but far into the future :]
~Hugs and puts a magical spell around Geppy]