Through the mists of my mind. I guide my thoughts into it. Exploring fantasy and dreams, adrift in my own world. Sorrow and pain are drifting away, my world, life fulfilled

I wake up alone
Sadness encounters me fast
Cold sweat and scared
Reality takes control

During my final days
Trying to decide
Solitude or sickness
Which one's worse
Will there be any
Flowers on my grave?
Tears for the dead?
Will someone remember me?

Immersed in my sickness
Horrified on myself
Gone future and hope
Destined to a pathetic end

My lonesome end
Victims of abandonment
Nothing is worse
Nothing more is left
Will there be any
Flowers on my grave?
Tears for the dead?
Will someone remember me?

I wake up alone
Sadness encounters me fast
Cold sweat and scared
Reality takes control
During my final days
Trying to decide
Solitude or sickness
With one is worse
Immersed in my sickness
Horrified on myself
Gone future and hope
Destined to a pathetic end
My lonesome end
Nothing more is left

Will there be any
Flowers on my grave?
Tears for the dead?
Will someone remember me?

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