Every step gets heavier,
Breaths shorter,
As my eyes begin to gloss over,
I fall to the floor.

Facing the sky,
Above me I see darkness creeping down,
And a final star--a shooting star.

As one last tear rolls down my face
Touching the earth,
I wish my final wish:
To have the strength to get up and have the courage to try and keep going.

But the pain takes over
And it’s too late and I realize I’m done.
This is it, this is the end.

I love you.
My heart finally stops.
I breathe in and breathe out my final goodbye.
Cause of death?
A broken heart.