My Last Words

All I ever wanted in my whole life was to write,\ Life, but, gave me such a mournful ride,\ That I may and will forget words to say—\ But my spirit will still long to write a novel to everyone's dismay.

Life fucked me so hard I'm lying on my deathbed,\ My sleep overtakes as my writing dreams slowly fade,\ Oh but, with a sweet smile on my dreary face.