I see death taking a toll on my shoulders
The darkness overflows and my flesh starts to feel colder
I can feel myself fade away
I notice that everything around me remains the same
The world remains while I begin to wither
My time has come and death begins to whisper,
“Nothing stops for you, not even in your state of decline.
Lower your pride and stop trying to hide,
Acting like you can handle your own when the stress consumes you as a whole”
The one complication I could never discard out of my life
The one thing that I tried to put to the side but never had the will to actually imply it to my life
Each breath is starting to lessen
Now I begin to question,
Was it really worth it?
Why did I not decide to just humble myself?
Because of this fatal emotion, my life span is beginning to compel itself to its end
Such a deadly sin that crumbles one within.
My soul begins to detach from my body
I notice the pain in my surroundings
The authenticity in their emotions and thoughts pouring out all around me
The opportunities that were endless
But because of the dominance behind this emotion
I lost all the possibilities that surrounded me
My soul has now risen above my flesh
This disastrous emotion ruined what could have been my next best step