Faded thoughts

A Poem by Ghost47

When we are near our death, what thoughts run across our minds?

I lie down on my bed
And think about my life
I think to end it all
I move towards the knife

I hold it to my hand
Tears roll out my eyes
I pull it tightly shut
And freeze as time flies

I remember all my friends
Their bright and cheerful smile
I remember their voices
And I freeze for a while

My life used to be good
Joy and smile all around
But the time is gone
Gone is their sound

My life is now so empty
All now worth a dime
The memories are all faded
Gone with the time