Shadow deprived of life ( broken trust , a twisted smile )

Wait, I want to say. I want to scream. But I have no strength to. I want to fight, to scream, to plead, to cry, but I'm too exhausted to do any of it.

Before I can do anything, my half-open eyes close. I hear a gunshot. And soon, blood, which was once only on my face, is now all over me. The bullet passes right through my heart. Or, to be more accurate, right through the broken shards of my heart.

The pain is unbearable, more than the pain of unbearable water temperature. But still less than the pain I caused others, and the pain they caused me.

Blood fills my mouth, and I choke on it. It escapes my mouth onto my clothes, stained red. A tear rolls down my eye.

And my life plays in my mind. I heard our brain tries to save us during our time of death, and in doing so, it replays our memories. I guess it was true. I get to live my life once again, but this time it's just a show.

My father giving me to Edgar's father. Me being with Tristan and then marrying Edgar for money. Treating people around me like trash. Being rude to strangers.

Is it my brain's attempt to save me? Or to make me realize that I deserve it?

I feel a tap on my shoulder, so light that it might as well be my imagination. I can move freely now. My surroundings are all white, filled with sunshine. I see him. But I'm not sure if it's a guardian, a dream, my imagination, or him.

"Any last wish?" the figure asks.

"Yeah," I say cheerfully, smiling. "Two, actually." I felt light headed a minute ago and now I feel light. I feel like floating through the universe. It doesn't hurt to move now. I don't even feel the bruise on my right cheek, or the blood in my mouth.

I tell him my first wish, and then my second: "I want a poem, about me. The topic should be 'the day I die'"

He nodds twice.

And then it all ends. Or does it? Maybe there's an afterlife? Or maybe I turn into a star, or maybe just cease to exist. Who knows?

The day I die

Emerged a shadow from the side

Didn't take me on a ride

Brought up in heaven just to experience hell at last.

Felt every second, just for the time to go by fast.

Shadow in the dark, with a broken heart

Scenes of death ; a wicked art

Now I will rest, God knows where

Maybe a place, humans fear

Let's see what life hasn't shown

Car of death, stopping the bike of life with a single horn.

Well now I atleast know one thing that, chapters are meant to be turned, and stories are destined to end. One story includes the stories of many. And mine, remains unfinished forever ; waiting for the other person to come an unfold.

Maybe from someone's perspective, I will be the hero for once. Or the villain. Anything other then the side or the background one.

In my own perspective, I was still a side character.

Good bye... From me