I Could Live

For all those Whovians who are happy Ashildr lived and who want Clara Oswald to live as well. No more crying, Doctor!

Standing on the hill

looking at the sea

seeing how it always

stares right back at me.

Because of it

I could live

when I'm supposed to die.

But the sun peaks out

a discolor of rye.

It makes things easier

so they say

to know that

you won't die today.

But does it ever?

I'd rather be dead.

My life a whither,

a head full of lead.

Because of death

I could live

when I'm supposed to die.

But her life is short

and so should be mine.

Nothing is worth dying for,

but what's the point in living?

We know an end will come

why here, why now, why not be giving?

Do you burn in flames at the thought of death

or picture yourself as the angel?

A choir full of demons yes, no?

It's time to make a change.

Because of your thoughts

I could live

when I'm supposed to die.

But I cannot go on

knowing you will be gone

the instant the raven falls.

Author's Note

This is for all the Whovians!!!!