as i lay dying

i wonder

have i wasted my time

on this planet

have i done everything i can possibly do

to make a impact

as i lay dying

i wonder

will they remember me

will they care

so full of anixtey

its not supposed to be like this

where is my inner peace

im lying here, dying

do i even want to go?

no choice perhaps

when i was born only thing certain was death

i will miss the sunrises and sunsets

the warm breeze on a summer day

or the fresh snow coating the ground on a winter morning

the crisp fresh fall air, the trees as they turn colors

the blue ocean crashing into the shore

or just the moon and stars so distant but if u reach out its like you can touch them

so many of earths wonders

.....

when was the last time i truly appreciated such a sight

i was always running through life

work, school, more work, kiss kids ok have fun at school, play? no no time for that mommy has to work

have i lived this life to the fullest

so many have taken for granted this precious gift of life

"stop to smell the roses" they say and its never had such a deeper meaning till right now this instant

except theres no roses in this cold sterile room

no sun, no moon, no fresh breeze, nothing

i missed my chance

now Death approaches

and as i lay dying

i wonder

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