If I Die Poem by Bounty Hunter

If I die, forgot me not
For I have lived before I rot

Through endless fights, in unseen eyes
I have reflected back on my demise

An ongoing war within my head,
Had lay me down in my deathbed

Until it was that I should rise
Carried out to flashing lights
Stomach full and flask emptying
Cocktailed pills were too tempting.
My battle armour had worn thin
Before I saw the state it's in.
My sturdy walls had fallen down
I swear they didn't make a sound

So there I lay, with no protection
Each remark, a stark reflection
Of who I was in their mind
But myself, you see, I could not find.

Upon awake in that white room
Echoing with the light of moon
The loneliness consumed me
And yet I felt, kind of free.

Days, months and years have passed
I'm glad my death was not to last
For I have found myself once more
After twenty years at deaths door.

I am myself, and I am free
Open, strange, strong. Happy.
Even now, in dark of night,
I will not leave without a fight
If you decide to take a stand
Come now please and take my hand
Through crowded streets, with heads held high
Or in your sheets, Where demons lie
You will survive, I swear it's true
Choose to live as old and new.

If I die, forget me not
I have lived before I rot.