A Will to Live

I enter a battle I know I cannot win

As I walk onto the battlefield Iā€™m hit with two rounds to

the chest

As i collapse to the ground, taking in my last few breaths,

heart taking its final beat.

My life flashes before my eyes, as it all comes to an end

Death approaches to take my soul to the underworld below

As his ice cold grasp separates my soul from my body

he drags me away.

As I'm pulled further away from the lifeless shell that was my

body.

I begin to struggle to return to the body that belongs to me.

As we start to fight I inch closer and closer to the

lifeless corpse.

As death grip loosens, I take this opportunity to thrust myself into my body where i belong.

As my heart begins to return to a normal pace, my lungs

are filled with death and despair.

Now I walk these days of my life looking over my shoulder,

only to see death out of reach.

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It must be pretty damn scarey - to say the least - to be out on the battlefields knowing death could take you at any time... in this piece you painted a poignant and accurate picture of what it must feel like out there. Very well written.

TAAvSM x