Why Me Death, ? Poem by Katie Pieterson

So this is it.
My last breath....stolen from me
I thought I'd hear something grand
A door, light, sound - something
But no
Stillness
An echo of a life I'll never get to hear again.
Over my shoulder, I look at my body
Skin pale, lips thin and dry.
That body was supposed to carry me to tomorrow light!
Through the years I promised i would change,
the years I though I still had.
Yet, here I stand -
Stripped of time
Ripped out of my own story.

Death is threat that everybody fears
To every BEGINNING there must be AN END.
It's even worse when you something that others don't.
....
Something like Death
How do you take it?
What can you do?
Forgive! Your enemies, they said
Take! Each day as it comes, they said
How do you live your life knowing when your time is due?

(Silence)
Wait, wait, wait,
I'm not ready
Do you hear me?
I'm not ready!

I still have chains of harsh truths wrapped around my throat.
I still have secrets buried within me like stones

Wait!

I haven't told him that I forgive him
I haven't told her that I'm proud of her
I have taken my last moments to say I love you,
I still have many unspoken words
Wait, do you hear me?

All I'm left with is to face my Reality

Sudden death took me away...