My Death (The Prequel)

I never heard the round that day that slammed into my chest.          
I felt the icy pain take hold as it totally missed my vest.          
Slapped right down upon the rocks as I rolled up off my side.          
I couldn't get up off that field no matter how hard I tried.          
        
I feel the blood loss draining me, seconds before I die.          
The scent of cordite lingered about as I looked up in the sky.          
Lazy clouds dot my picture, drifting in a cobalt blue,          
my armor and gear weighed me down as I appreciated the view.
    
Knowing that it would happen this way but I never knew just when.  
I'm just glad I have the moments to enjoy this perfect Zen.          
I think back about my deeds and ask God to forgive my soul.          
I've done good and bad and pray that I'm judged as a whole.          
        
Now I struggle against my gear and I start to feel the chill.          
Living a life of uniformed service but always seeking the thrill.          
I knew one day this would happen and this day would eventually come.          
Now I'm fucking freezing here while I bake in the Afghan Sun.      
        
I hear the ringing in my ears but not from the explosions nearby.          
This must be the Sound of Death and I know that I'm going to die.          
My head lay back within my Kevlar while I’m helpless on the ground.          
I lost my strength to lift it up for it feels like fifty pounds.  
          
My body grows numb; my heart slows down the beats easing with time.      
I sense the release is right at hand and I’ll hear the Reaper’s chime.      
With so much guilt and so much remorse, I never did apologize.      
I never really took the time to tell my friends goodbye.      
        
My breathing became shallower and I know; it’s happening now.          
I'm so scared but still serene as sweat trickled on my brow.          
My vision starts to blur real bad and my eyelids are heavy to lift.          
I sense the feeling like I'm flying; up high and adrift.          
        
I can feel the cold gripping my soul as I thought in my head.          
I imagine my body laying there pumping a pool of red.          
This is it; I'm right here, take me along this track.          
Then I slip into the Void and my world goes finally black.