Seeing blood, I turn cold and solemn.
Nothing can be done, no way to stop it,
My body losing its life force.
Radical fear racing through my heart.
The fragility of life is apparent.
Knowing I am dying.
I say my prayers for my loved ones.
Hoping to pass while asleep.
I long for my death to be clean.

At a loss expressing this feeling,
Afraid, but wanting relief from the pain.
I make peace with my maker,
Waiting for his decision.