By: Ayla Zyloxe

Down, down

Will I ever stop falling?

I never thought death would be like this.

I always thought that

You would see your whole life

Flash before you.

Your greatest memories; hits.

If you keep falling

Into the darkness,

Is it still falling?

Maybe I deserved this,

But then again

No one ever deserves to die.

Especially like this.

To feel the pain,

So intense, so harsh.

If screaming was a feeling

You could feel,

This would defiantly be it.

Yet somehow, this all makes sense to me,

Like déjà vu.

I can only hope that I'm safely

In a hospital somewhere lying in a coma

With my family and friends

And the sweet smell of flowers

Surrounding me.

But instead I hear a faint yet familiar sound-