God, spare me

I am seeing stuff.

Either good or awful.

Is it because I'm sick in bed?

I'm in the dark.

Sometimes I feel quite cold.

Sometimes I feel lost.

in an undisclosed location.

Fire blazing at a distance.

People are talking.

Kids are playing.

A wonderful place,

It looks like home.

But I am sad.

I'm in tears.

But you cannot see them.

My heart cries.

But my soul tries to be at peace.

With what I don't know.

My flesh appears to be migrating away from me.

Pains throughout my body persist.

When will this end?

Is death approaching me?

God, spare me.

I still have the best plans on Earth.