To Live Knowing You Can Die Tomorrow

Tia Davis/テイア

*natural death or sickness not about suicide*

I live

I move

I love

I choose

I breathe maybe my final breath

I live knowing I could die tomorrow

I move knowing it could be my last 

I love people who says they will love me till the end

I choose to live now before it ends

I live to move in the right direction

To love who I choose before the time is gone

To breathe until my lungs give up

My last breathe is not deceiving

My last breathe is relieving 

Relives me from the thought of dying

When but knowing how

Relieves me from trying not to lose my smile

To breathe is to live

To stop is to go home

Home is not a scary place

Yet the one we live on is the most 

Breathe to fight 

To stop is giving up your might

I will see it and feel it as if I never lost 

To see it as the call for me to rest for a reward for keeping myself from being lost

I live

I move

I love

I choose

I choose to live now before it ends

I live to move in the right direction

To love who I choose before the time is gone

To breathe until my lungs give up

My last breathe is not deceiving

My last breathe is and will be relieving 

 

To live peacefully is to only accept your death

Never to weep never to run from what is coming your way

If it's happening naturally you can't stop it anway

(In cases of medical care you could but in some cases you can't) 

 

 

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  • Author: Tia Davis/テイア (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 24th, 2019 22:49
  • Comment from author about the poem: To live is only a given it can be taken away. Natural death or sickness not about suicide.
  • Category: Letter
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