Last moments

Torn to unconciusness
sadness creeps within
I fear it may be to late
to change who I have been.
Death crawls across my chest
Hollowing begins.
I can see my soul upon his eyes,He shows me all my sins.
Refection changes nothing
he moves closer now.
For your life, I bring this gift.
A kiss upon my brow

Will he be alright?, She Asks
he is only 17, could he realy die.
How he has made it this far,
One could never know why.

Life has given you your chance
wasted threw your youth.
Victimized by a world of hate,
Afraid to find the truth.