THIS IS IT

 This is it - 

Your life is now

The movement, the mercies

The tears on your cheek

You need to begin

Before you can end

KILLING ME

 You will succeed

You will succeed in killing me

Doctors, specialists

Telling me I am beyond help

Too much weight gain

From the pills that stop me

From going insane

That help to block 

The pain of you

A heart attack?

Breath stopping in the night?

So many choices and

They have given up on me

You will succeed

You will succeed in killing me

LITTLE ROSE

 Little Rose, why do you cry?

Falling petals at the end of the season

Dream of living forevermore

In a heart, in a hand

Something warm

Instead of the cold

Dying in the cold

Little Rose, stop your tears

You had your moment in the sun

Before your petals disappeared

Before you meant nothing to no one