Goodbye, My Way

I want to say goodbye, my way, and yet, everything is, going AGAINST me for some reasons here!

Goodbye, my way, how HARD is it? To want to, and to be allowed, to bid your final farewells to the world, using YOUR own way, huh??? And, don’t I got the rights, to choose, how I go?

not my photo…

Goodbye, my way, it’s, hard, I’m very old, frail, and ill, and yet, I still have a pretty strong ticker, and, the laws for euthanasia still isn’t quite legal yet, and I don’t want whoever it is that “puts me down” to get charged with involuntary manslaughter either!

Goodbye, my way, why can’t I, say goodbye, my way, I’m, tired, of living inside this deteriorating body, my mind’s gone, more than eighty-percent of the time, and, my body, well, it just, don’t work as well as it used to either, and so, I’m wondering, every single day, when, I will get “called”………

Goodbye, my way, but, it’s still, NOT up to me, but fate, and, I just hope, that fate will be kinder to me, like I wasn’t, kind enough to those I loved in life. Goodbye my way, and now, I’m slowly realizing, that it isn’t, going to happen, that I still have, a couple more rounds of suffering left to run (like those laps???), and, with each step I take, my body became, heavier, and heavier………

not yet…not my photo…

Goodbye, my way, I will ALWAYS have that right, to decide, when, I’m going, because I now hold life, in my hands, and, ain’t NOBODY gonna, take THAT right away from me, unless, they PRY it away, from my, cold, DEAD fingers!