Choices

Nobody will see you
as you take in your last breath
alone in death,
just like the choices that you made.

Who would be there beside you
to hold you back?
Who would be there to catch you
as you begin to fall?

Your heart feels heavy,
you can't bring yourself to face the people around you
you become detached from yourself
and you know you're just about to sink.

And who would be there beside you
to tell you that you're fine,
that it's just your delusion
that it's not there.
Who would save you,
because you can't save yourself...
who would be there to tell you they love you?

In the end, nobody will see you
as you take in your last breath,
because you're alone in death
just like the choices that you made.