Before I'M Gone Poem by Austin Davis

Thinking as I come closer to death.
As I speak hold my words dear as if they were my last breath.
I wish to see why I'm on this earth.
Someone told me I was special from my birth.

If I was why am I dealing with this pain.
Picking pieces of my hair getting closer to my brain.
Crazy as it sounds that's how it is; I'm Insane.
Being as nice as I am I'm forced to give.

Hopping when this trial ends it will be something worth to live.
As I pray every night hopeing, wishing for the same thing.
I wake up knowing that my life is not like the search engine 'Bing'.
Praying for god to change my life.

Praising him every Sunday wishing for a Christian wife.
Love, Life, Live, And odd Depression.

Those are my only all day expressions.
Material things what they are.
Waisting money just as if u were buying beer in a bar.
Death here and now.

Looking at the same thing every time I Lay down.
Writing my life on the Notpad.
Looking for a change; hoping my life doesn't slowly get bad.
My heart, feelings I put in this life.

Hopefully will be replaced with my beautiful wife.
Game face turned into two faces.
As I try to be the person that's not dealing with this cases.
My poems are my life.

As I go through my tests and trials I write.
As I cry to relieve expression.
To avoid being in this Depression.
My life gets worst as I explain this horrible expression.