the last words

If I'm going to die,
I'm entitled to say a few words.
Am I right?
I don't feel free,
I don't feel like me,
I may not be flawless,
but death is still heartless.

"What I feel is nothing,
but everything is something.
Everything, in fact, is all I can say.
No, this cannot wait one more day.
I need to say the wordless phrase,
but I don't want any pity or praise.
One word to tell you how I feel,
One word to tell you my pain is real."

Too late to speak,
I'm growing weak,
I must be dying,
my spirit's flying,
I kept stumbling over the simple words,
I whispered them now, but nobody heard.
The three little words, so simple, so true,
I had no time to say that I love you.

My second post on this site my first is in lyric poetry. Comments/criticisms are appreciated!!!

I'm not really sure what to say about this but that's not because it's dumbfounded or confused me in any way, but because i'm currently running on levels of sleep that are not optimal. Despite the fact that this isn't my favorite style of poetry i enjoyed it. I honestly thought that it felt a little uninspired. Now, don't take that too much to heart because for one i'm really tired so i can't think very hard and for two I've kinda lost my faith in love. Umm.. I felt that there were places that the rhyme scheme was holding you back, and there was one part in the third block that it started to sound like a Doctor Seuss type deal, which is fine but it didn't seem like the mood you were trying to convey. so, uhh.. sorry for rambling on like this. and sorry if this wasn't a lot of help.

What you wrote is something I can relate to.
If I'm going to die,
I'm entitled to say a few words.
Am I right?
I don't feel free,
I don't feel like me,
I may not be flawless,
but death is still heartless.

"What I feel is nothing,
but everything is something.
Everything, in fact, is all I can say.
No, this cannot wait one more day.
I need to say the wordless phrase,
but I don't want any pity or praise.
One word to tell you how I feel,
One word to tell you my pain is real."

That's exactly how I feel. But the next para, not so much.

Too late to speak,
I'm growing weak,
I must be dying,
my spirit's flying,
I kept stumbling over the simple words,
I whispered them now, but nobody heard.
The three little words, so simple, so true,
I had no time to say that I love you.

For me it would've been more than 3 words and I would've probably said something like:
"Fuck you, go fuck in hell. When I am gonna party in there, you won't be invited."
Or something a bit with Aristotle flair (I hate that guy!!):
"Haha, look at you're face you moron!! I am learning the truth (About afterlife and god and etc etc etc) before you!! I ROCKZZ!!"
Yeah.. I know it isn't much like what he said but whatever!

Now, on to the real review, I loved it. That's all I have to say since I am not that good at reviewing. And I think it was a bit sad and sweet.
Even though I can't actually relate to it, I specially liked this part:
"Too late to speak,
I'm growing weak,
I must be dying,
my spirit's flying,"
write more, your good at this

*Looking at my review*
Woah!! That's big!! But not much of actual reviewing though...
plz don't hate me for not giving you an actual review with serious criticism and everything...
And since I am trying not to give a low review (Less than 250 words/characters)... Ignore the next part...
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Sorry...

see that part right there is what i thought felt rather Seuss like.
lol.

um so your poem was alright but as l read along l couldnt help but feel like some of the flow in the poem was forced......l dont know but thats how l felt. lt was alright but next time when you write a poem let your heart do the writing and not your hand.
overall it was an ok read....!!! LOL IGNORE THE LAST PART

you poem made me feel... a little sad but at the same time made me smile. my fav part was

Too late to speak,
I'm growing weak,
I must be dying,
my spirit's flying,
I kept stumbling over the simple words,
I whispered them now, but nobody heard.
The three little words,so simple, so true,
I had no time to say that I love you.

some people don't realise how powerful words can be. especially those three, and i feel like you some how showed their power in this poem. so, kudos to you and keep at it!!