As I sit on the desert sand
Under the canopy of a scorching sun
Counting the seconds,
Waiting for my last breath.
Regrets sweep my mind
The disaster I walked into
And would most likely die in.
The end draws near,
But wait
In the distance, I see something
Is it a lake or trees a hammock maybe
Nay it is all.
My suffering ends.
I run to my paradise
Eating as much as I can
Till my eyes go blank and I see no more