I open my eyes and I believe I have come to my last setting.
I have been travelling through my mind,
As it shows me my worst fears.
But there is one more to come,
The worst of them all.

I begin to feel my body decaying,
From the inside out.
All my childhood memories begin to come back to me,
I am dying.

A striking chill suddenly comes upon me.
My skin turns to blue and purple,
As I crouch down into myself to attempt to keep warm
I am breaking.

My confusion is unsettling,
I am motionless,
And nervous.
Why must life end?

The last bit of light begins to fade away from my sight,
I don’t want to be in darkness,
I don’t want to be alone,
Who will protect me?

I start to lose feeling to my body.
First my feet,
Then the numbness travels up my legs and through my spine.
My mind is the last part of me that is conscious.

My breathing becomes uneven and heavy,
I start wheezing,
My chest rising high then dropping, then rising high again,
As my lungs try to grasp onto any remaining air surrounding me.

I must not over think,
I am alive,
I am free,
I am not afraid.

Then, all sounds fade away into nothing,
And the silence becomes deafening.
I lay back peacefully,
And shut my eyes.