My Awesome Poems (Poetry)

Next in Line

The finale is ahead, what will come for me?
Is this the end of my story?
Will I never be spoken of again?
If I go, what will happen then?

So old yet so young.
What will be that last word spoken with my tongue?
Will it be goodbye?
I want to say that day will never come, but that'd be a lie.

I'm scared of leaving.
I can't bear the grieving.
I wish we could all stay happy forever.
But time won't allow us to stick together.

It's time to move on but I'm not ready.
I need all of you to see me off on my new journey.
I'm not the first and I won't be the last.
It's to my dismay none of us will remember our past.

It's so difficult to let go.
But my fate is set, I know.
I wave goodbye as I set off with Death, hands intertwine.
For I am next in line.