Dying

Death has never

Been the thing

I fear most.

There are far

Worse things.

I think death

Would be better,

But now

It is too late

To give up.

Too much

Has happened.

I wish

It had killed me.

Death would be

Less painful.

I cannot die

Whilst still living.

That is how

It feels sometimes.

Parts of me

Slowly and painfully

Dying.

Maybe it is

Just the old

Making way

For the new.

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