Dying in Analog - Deceased

I’m turning pale as I’m told the news

That a death has crept in me

In terminal bliss my life cut short

And now my soul is numb

Sunken cheeks and yellowed skin

I’ve seen the horrible ways of disease

So scared, alone as my anger grows

Yet tears become my eyes

Welcome to terminal end

The doctors informed me it’s my grave

The beauty in growing up when I did

I look back a young man and smile a kid

I’m dying, slowly dying under

The force of my terminal world

As the old man loves the young man

Cries dying in analog

My family and loved ones scared and

Afraid for this sudden change to my life

I can’t have tomorrow to fix yesterday

This moment is all that I have

I’m dying, slowly dying under

The force of my terminal world

As the old man loves the young man

Cries dying in analog

Living… death be not proud

Dying… the end of my days

Living… the force I must obey

I’m dying, slowly dying under

The force of my terminal world

As the old man loves the young man

Cries dying in analog

Living… death be not proud

Dying… the end of my days

Living… a wounded soul

As the end has come for me

Its turning my spirit to see those like me

Eaten by disease

So much for the health so much for life

Forever from dust to decay

There’s no time to understand the

Scare within my heart

Yes my termination has been aroused

By fears of mortality

I dream for the past so set in my ways

While the living are dreaming beyond

But death should be peaceful

A heartfelt goodbye

And free from prolonged agony

A few more hours, lasting minutes

Or maybe seconds more

I turn and stir and wonder why still

It’s time for me

My vision fading, dimming down

All around me running slow

My precious family sits and cries

As disease destroys my life

I motion my loved ones to stand by my side

At deathbed attempting to speak

The feeling the need to settle the pains

From the hurts betrayals from me

I pour from the heart to those that I love

As I struggle to die feeling peace

With them I reflect and make my amends

As poorly my dying heart beats

Slowly the power bestowed by the fear

Awakes and harvests in me

Surely this is because I’m afraid

Afraid of beyond, afraid of the fear

Where will it take me?

my final need

Is to find out at last the one truth

And then it becomes me passing away

It arrives along with death’s stare

In life remembered

Gone forever

Gone forever down to the earth

That brought me to life

On to heareafter

With grace by my side

Far from above be-stilled

Underground numb to the living

Peaceful and sound

A funeral of life, a name on a grave

Yet forever the memories sing…