Before I Die.[*]

I want to see the sea,
to ride the waves,
hold the warm sands,
in my barren hands,
to wave a final goodbye,
just before I die.

Days tick by one by one,
away from time I fail to run,
needles chase me from each side,
and as guilt with me collides,
it kills me so much, I won't deny,
just before I die.

If wishes were embers,
each as a scar, I'd remember,
each was granted I'd pretend,
until my time to transcend,
I'd so blantantly lie,
just before I die.

Leftovers of my broken dreams,
from such a distance they seem,
like scattered pearls of fate,
and just before it's too late,
I'd toss them up in the dark sky,
just before I die.

Losing is not a curse,
gaining to lose is worse,
as I stare into the horizon,
I slowly wilt and wizen,
to collect my fragments, I try,
just before I die.