What it is like to die

What it is like to die

Agonizing pain
Haunting brain cells
Damaged by loving
Crawling on hands and knees
Blindly looking for extermination
Tears streaking a dirty face
Muddied by hope
Wails eerily filling darkness
As a pounding heart

struggles to stop

Ice daggers
Spearing the senses
Desensitizing defenses
Closing the eyes
Still seeing darkness

Names called out around you
None being yours
So you wait
And wait
And wait
Hearing breathing
Discovering it is yours
Describing living
Over and over
And over
Like this
Not knowing
What it is like
To die

I can only explain what it is like
To live
Listening and listening
And listening
For the approach
Then I can gladly tell you
What it is like to die