'The Best Years Of Our Lives' Are EndingA Poem by ScarlettFive. I countdown to the last breath,
the last inhale and exhale of air that is no longer needed for my life to
continue. Four. The knowledge I’ve gained is supposed to prepare me for ‘what
lies ahead’ in life, but what about now? Three. This last breath, so short
lived, is also so unnecessary. This fragment of a fraction of time will hold no
value or even leave memories in time. Two. Although it’s almost over, there
seems to miles left to go with the expansion and compression of my lungs to
keeping pace. One. © 2012 Scarlett |
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