It's hard to process all of 

these emotions

sometimes it feels like

I'm bottling potions

these potions are

things that i

Can not hide

sometimes i wanna

take off

just hide

hide from all of these

feelings that are boiling inside

inside of my body

but they are not mine

so why am i dealing with

all of this pain

when there is no healing for me in nearsight?

Why must I keep fighting

when i know i am dying?

This battle I know

is soon to be over

So dont cry when my funeral is over

for you know that im now happy

This is just a new chapter,

happy,

forever after.