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.