To die or not to die

Lying on my bed, closing my eyes, and feeling so cold
Beside me i left a letter i wrote using my blood
With an empty can i don't know from where i got
And my last moment that i am wading into
Looking up imagining the grave i will be sent to
A frozen breeze passed through my bones
So I started singing and making some tones
I remembered every time i laughed or cried
And I knew that no one will miss me if i died
Now i can hear my every single heart beat
And i know that i can no more breath
I am happy because soon i am gonna leave
Hoping that my funeral will be so neat

The_Lonesome_89@hotmail.com
Ahmed_Afanah@yahoo.co.uk