THE END

I'm trying to imagine the bad feeling that some people would have when they're about to die.

I see darkness
black chariots
time stopped..pictures
my past flashing
speeding like shuffled cards
All the hurt I caused
all the laughter I bore
regrets and satisfaction...
it definately is
the end
I'm scared,but they're praying for
me
but the dark doesnt seem to go
and the numbness is slowly
creeping
up my feet to my thighs
I want to reach out
and apologise
reach out and say
'I love you' to all that matter
and 'I forgive you' to all I erred
but I cant..its the end..
the end...
they lie to me,I'm going to see
another day
the air so abundant out there
but so little in my lungs
my belly cold and famished
my jaws tight and rimmed
I'm scared,but they're praying for
me
but i cant go back in time..
its the end...
I shouldve known..I should've done
this
I should've. said this,I should have
repented I should have listened,I
should have acted...
Premonition...damnation...Hell..God..
Satan...
I...I'm...I'm
s...ss...ss..oorr....
THE END.

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[Edmund S. Obumba]

Sorry Paul for the late reply..yes..this has been dancing in my brain..its unfortunate ill never live to write my own death experience but atleast i could imagine it.
Sheema..you know your reviews are highly regarded by me.Thanks!

[Paul Seaman]

What is it that we regret in life & we face the inevitable prospect of death? For me, it is any time I did not stand up for myself, any time I was hurtful and any time I was a coward in the face of my challenges. the poem gets you thinking about something, so thank you for writing it and submitting it.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

such a creative approach to the most important situation in a person's life, an excellent composition from you again, Edmund, thanks also for stopping by to review from time to time, I truly appreciate, your precious time, take special care