Join Me In Death
I no longer had any time left.
So, did that mean I was dead?
I didn't remember dying. Wouldn't I have felt my heart stop? Or felt myself slowly slip into death?
I contemplated these things as I floated peacefully. I hadn't been afraid of death, I had accepted it a long time ago. The thought of leaving life had been a pleasant one. I would be without pain and I would be able to run and laugh without worrying about my body giving out. It seemed like heaven. My family was the only thing that had kept me going, that made me go through the extensive treatments. The thought of leaving them was the drive that had kept me alive.
It seemed that drive hadn't been enough.
I sighed in apathy. The darkness around me was comfortable. If this was death then it was definitely a nice one. Just endlessly floating in this sea of night.
I don't know how long I was suspended like that. I only faintly saw the flash of light out of the corner of my eye. It caught my eye and made me curious. It grew brighter, and it appeared to be coming closer. No, it didn't just appear that way, the source of the light was actually coming closer.
Baby I'm just soggy from the chemo, and counting down the days to go. It just ain't living and I just hope you know!
We all carry on. When our brothers in arm are gone. So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die and return from the ashes you crawl!
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot. You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not!
Can you hear me cry out to you? Words I thought I'd choke on. Figure out.