Deathbed Poem by Tess Connor

Laying on my deathbed, looking up at the lights
Always pictured my death this way, just not tonight
Feeling the heart pump the blood through my veins
Listening to my thoughts, long gone insane
I freaking hate my life, I hate myself, I hate you
I hate everything- no room for love, my world’s so untrue
A fake is what I’ve become, what I always was
Now every important thing I once had is lost
Never to return just like my soul
Soon to be rotting in a 6-foot deep hole