My breath is getting shorter

as I run for the light.

Iím running down a long dark hall.

I reach for the light,

it gets brighter as I get nearer.

A mist appears, where did it come from?

Why is it here?

I canít see the light it has disappeared.

I canít see, Iím alone.

I fall to my knees in shock.

My back against the wall

nowhere to turn nobody to call for,

Iím all by myself.

I get up and walk,

I walk towards the light that isnít there.

I keep walking, wondering why Iím here.

Itís a test, a test of courage and strength.

With no courage and no strength

I keep walking to the end there is nothing.

I guess this is death.