This is a poem,
My best friend Matrona wrote.
That she wanted me to post.
My death
As I stand,
Wondering if I might be sick,
I have so many thoughts running
through my head,
I look at my mom,
She looked at me with disgust,
But it wasn't so,
She was looking at me with sadness,
Not knowing why she stared
At me so,
I feel a sharp pain,
Not like any other pain,
This was horrible,
I fell to my knees,
It felt like I forgot how to breathe,
I pressed my hang against my chest,
Then I brought my hand up,
So I can see,
Nothing... but blood,
Then I turn my head to see
Behind me,
There was a figure but no face,
I tried to squint so I could
See the face,
But it didn't work,
I knew these were my last few minutes,
So I lay,
And see the light,
I took my last breathes,
And said "i love you mom,"
Then I heard the most beautiful music,
And wings flapping,
Then I knew I was dead.
