life was never easy.
life was never fair.
life has never went along
with the breeze
that blows your hair.

the sounds of sirens.
echoing through my walls.
a lonely person
answering my calls.

the days are moving.
so fast and slow.
yet removing.
my inner glow.

hospital doors creaking.
closing and opening.
and somehow.
my heart still managed.
beating.

just a few more minutes.
and i'll be gone.
but i get scared.
just a little bit more.