My Death Bed

Laying on the bed, I felt myself all tired, Eyes closed with glistening tears and losing the hopes that had desires I am holding onto nothing yet something holds onto me As I'm on the bed, I opened my eyes only for the tears to fall down and to see no one around. I prayed for someone to be here holding on me and the only one to show up was the shadow that was someone who was with me and behind me. Looking to my side , I see a mirror reflecting me showing how miserable and failure I seem to be. It shows how I lost everything that was once in my hands and how I destroyed everything that was god's plan . Observing my view I see an unknown face , a stranger crying and begging for life's embrace As I again close my eyes ,battling the thoughts, hearing the clocks , I found myself in lonely spot , the place is empty yet quite and still Looking around , I see a bed there calls me with a gentle thrill It showers the tenderness I had craved for Blinded by its beauty I took my steps towards to embrace it , The moment I laid down, there is blackness on my head , and an uncomfort place to rest And as the moment of realisation hits , I realise that it's just nothing but my own death bed.