Using that last breath

Holding onto your last breath, you'll need it to say goodbye.

at least one more time let yourself be explained,
before they leave you to die.
 
You said you didn't want to be alone,
when your past and future depletes.
But no matter what, they cant follow you,
to the realm of your last defeat.
 
What will it be, you often ponder.
Thoughts changing from your past to a future you wont have, you wonder;
 
'What will be left behind other than what I have said and what I have done,
and where will I go, will I remember the sun?
Will I cease to exist, or will I move on like in the tales.
to a place thats better or worse than the one that I have failed.'

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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