My body shakes and my mouth cries out, I fight the urge to scream and shout. I stare into the eyes of death, and I see my own foggy breath.
My lip shakes but I stand still, chin up high do what you will. The pain I've suffered is far worse, I've felt the hunger I've felt the thirst.
Being alone is no longer new, my hearts already in pieces of two. I've lost all sense of pride, he opens his arms big and wide.
Sensing the pain I went through, he already knew. I feel the warmth of his embrace, I've finally found my place. I fought the sickness hard and long, through thick and thin I stayed strong.
I knew my family had cried, being told that I had died. After so long I lost the fight, but guided by a shining light, I found a sense of happy and calm, protected from any harm.
The pain is now washed away, the start of a brand new day.