I am going to die: a slam poem

I am going to die.
Not from killing myself but from natural causes.
I am going to die.
Not from giving in to the voices but from surviving them.
I am going to die.
I will die.
I know I will die.
It may not be now, tomorrow, next week or 2 months from now.
But I will die.
Because people die every day, from natural causes to murder.
We cannot escape the hands of death but we can choose what we do with our lives.
We have control over our lives.
So, I'm going to make the most of my life.
And when it is my time to go,
I will walk into Death's arms with a warm smile.
Because I am going to die. Indefinitely, I will.

a.b.