Acceptance of Death

My insides are being eaten

I’m slowly deteriorating

I’m enraged at my diagnoses

I’m dying.

My future is gone.

My existence will be no more

My life no longer has meaning

Who could accept this?

Where do I go next?

What do I do?

Why is this happening to me?

 Maybe I’m no longer needed

Perhaps things will be better this way

I’m no longer afraid

My time is now

I’m ready to go

Please,

Take me away 

 

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