Portrait of my death

I portrait the world here on this wall,
But the hues faded away to the sky
My hands trembled ,
And the colors spread to the floor,
Flooding the room with my blood !!
I was dying calm,
Painting my heart at its best.
How much long I would live
My days are counted on the time;
Heal my wounds and never let me go!!
I crave for a life here to touch my work,
Fate brought me this life
To feel the love of pain;
I struggle to live this second
Am falling here!
But don't grab me now to exist
In this place where once I lived my passions;
My hopes are taken off to the heaven!!
I again dream to depict,
Which I have lost in my time!