Comparing fragile glass with her weakening bones And how lower eyelids have frayed and fallen How her once steady pulse intoned now condones Lagging one’s mind for information and dying knowledge
Each day closer towards judging and heaven Processing memories long gone past recollection Detecting only the soft breeze and hearing almost deafened Her passing arriving soon her days taken with caution
Her years of deployment causing wheezes to pause Pupils lifeless as she had watched her people shuddering Her frame withdraws as her body gnaws From years of witnessing so many suffering
When the day comes she will be remembered and missed Her spirit will be lost and somewhere in heavens midst text goes here
I am a junior in high school. I love outdoor activities, sleeping, and eating. And I believe life should be lived to its fullest.