The Last Dream Before Sunrise

It is beautiful.

I don't know the reason.

Maybe because I am happy,

For the first… the last time.

I know my eyes are closed.

I shut them at night

Never to open them again.

I know the air around me would die,

Soon, in the morning.

I know my body won't feel

The rhythm of my heart,

Slow or fast, never again.

And I know,

This dream is the one now;

The final one.

The one last thing I see

Before my last breath.

And so I want it to be bright.

For its my only hope;

Not for life, but for death

And I need it to be

The way I want.

And you know what?

It is!

All perfect and complete,

And I am loving it

The last thing I will love

My last dream before sunrise.