Alive Poem by spirit lahti

One teardropp washes down my cheek,
Followed by a waterfall of others,
Some might say seeing is believing,
Others say you don’t have to see to believe,
As for me,
I’m caught between the two,
On one hand
I know what will happen,
On the other
I’m not really sure,
But as my time fades away,
So does my strength,
And as my strength wilts,
So does my fate,
My sight is covered by my tears,
I can feel it coming.
For,
Once my life ends,
A new chapter begins.
I can feel my heart beating,
Though that is a mystery to me,
My heartburns,
Though the rest of me is numb,
I pull the dagger out of my chest
And fall to the ground,
My once tear filled eyes lie open,
My clouded vision fades to a dark amber,
Then a crimson red,
My body lay limp over the ground,
Then moments of my life wash over me,
The heartfelt struggles,
The never-ending happiness,
The pain.
And I ask myself,
Why not let this be the end?
Why fight when I can let the sorrow take me?
My heart begins to slow,
My lungs start to fill with blood,
And my crimson filled eyes close,
And for once,
I feel alive.