Tu-tum, tu-tump; I hear it beat Slow, but more fragile this time. It's been over a year already, but Still feels like a short while ago. Empires I've built up in my mind, they crumble; As this body grows feeble. I can feel it now; my end, draws near With each ailing breath I take, hapless. My soul; hell-bent, this stubbornness, I fear Just a façade of guise. Flashes of my thoughts, I hold dear. Tears spurt down my palely face, I ponder There are two choices this time; I give up or fight.