she was dying
at least that's what everyone said
she was scared even her eyes couldn't hide it
but death didn't fear her like living did
living for others, living but partially dead
reminded that she could always just vanish—
vanish into the nothingness of death
yes, she was dying
but parts of her seemed more alive
her smile, her thinking, her heart mostly
how it made people around her feel warmth
but sometimes it was the anxiety
that leaves you fading into the background
that walks with you in that creepy hallway
and yes, she was dying
with every waking moment she was on borrowed time
no love, no thought of tomorrow just ****
it was just her in a world that didn't have space for her