Last Breath

The thunder roars, as the lighting strikes
The pain is gone, but the memories burn like a candle at night
The flames as hot as the memories burned into my soul
The tears fall like summer rain,
but burn like a lighters flame.
My heart shattered, like glass hitting the floor
The glass shards rip through my skin
allowing my emotions to flow.
My emotions flows throw my hands on to paper
The flow of words is like a river,
clear, pure and sometimes cold.
I shall fight through the painful memories
Although they will always be burned into my soul,
not allowing the beast to leave my body or thoughts,
I shall conquer the beast from within until my last breath 
I am allowed to breathe.
I shall not rest nor give up, until pure happiness I truly find
So, my soul may rest and my body may float
through life like an angel with wings
Until my soul truly finds it’s resting place
shortly after my last breath is taken.