If I had nine lives I would spend my first life drowning

Feeling the water seep into my lungs stealing my oxygen and stripping my breath

Maybe after I were to fall unconscious and pass onto another world I would find peace and no longer feel afraid of the ocean

In my second life I would spend it by the ocean traveling depths everybody else would be to afraid to

If I had nine lives I would spend my third life being mauled by bears feeling their teeth pierce my skin and being comforted by the warm blood flowing down and around by body

In my fourth life I would venture far into the wilderness unafraid of the dangers that lurk in the shadows

If I had nine lives I would spent my fifth life falling in love with all the wrong people getting my heart ripped out of my chest over and over again until the scar tissue covers my chest

In my sixth life I would be too afraid of people because love and heartbreak had hurt more than anything I had ever faced before

In my seventh life I would adopt a bunch of cats and tell them the tales of my previous lives and begin to yearn for something more

If I had nine lives in my eighth life I would be all alone feeling the scar tissue burn and missing that feeling of love and heartbreak and the adrenaline that came with it

In my ninth life I would meet the one and wish I had done it sooner the one who made all the drowning and bears and heartbreak and bleeding seem worth it

The one who would take my last life

The one who made me wish, I had used my r time here on earth better