You will never be ready for this new journey
The path you take will define your future.
You hold your stability up in the sky
When you close your eyes their memories die
You are just a picture of the life you used to lead
Your heart beats its last beat. It begins to bleed
When you muster your last breath
Will people miss you when you are dead?
Will you be the legacy you left behind.
Or will you be the pictures in some ones mind
You are always alone but never forgotten
Thehybridpoet 