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Hope
I couldn't believe it, it was finally happening, I was going to, I was going to die and nothing could change it.
As I took my last breath I knew this was it and that the only thing I regret wasn't being able t do something out of the world or telling someone my deepest thoughts no, I didn't regret any of that the only thing I regret is, is dying alone.
My body was cold I could feel my heart beat slowing down my breathing turning irregular.
My heart trying to pump my blood to keep me alive just for a few more seconds, what for, I was going to die anyway there was no way I could survive.
I had accepted that along time ago but still a linger of hope was still there but it was fading fast.
In some way that scared me, to lose hope was worse than losing the world, If I was without hope what did that make me, it made me nothing, nothing was going to happened, nothing was going to change I was still going to die.
But then again I would rather die with some small fragment of hope.
Yes, this was my finial wish to die with hope; I knew it wouldn't happen the world wasn't fair. And as my eyelids started to flutter shut, as my breathing started to come to a complete stop, as my vision started to blur and as my heart started to shut down.
I knew I wouldn't get my wish I would die alone, and with out hope.
I had accepted this very fact and as my eyes started to closed forever I saw him, I saw an angle coming to take me to heaven. And a glimmer of hope surfaced again.
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By Vickastar1252 © 22-8-10
