scared

Closing my eyes became a fear. I was so scared do fall asleep because as soon as tomorrow came it would be my last day on this earth. They say your life flashes before your eyes right before you die, well let’s hope that doesn’t happen because all I will see is my mistakes and screw ups. I should never have gone down that alley, why did it have to be me. Why in this day in age is there even a mob I thought there were only gangs nowadays. Regardless my short life will come to an end. And the worst part is I’m spending my last night on earth in a trunk. At least they could have the decency to give me a good meal but no I’m in a car trunk awaiting my death. I just need to sleep at least I can get some good sleep in before the end. Then the airplane doors open. As I awake from a drug induced sleep to see us miles up in the sky, they signal to me to jump, and as I creep up on the opening of the plane and glance down and am struck with a sense of peace. Then I jump and float down as I make peace with god and everyone I have ever cared about.