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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