a poem

from a foreign move i watched last year:

Stay by my side as my light grows dim
as my blood slows down and my nerves
shudder with stabbing pain,
as my heart grows weak and the wheels
of my being turn slowly.

Stay by my side as my fragile body
is racked by pain which verges on truth,
and manic time continues scattering dust
and furious life bursts out in flames.

Stay by my side as I fade so you can
point to the end of my struggle,
and the twilight of eternal days
at the low, dark edge of life.