Death - Poems of the lost soul

 

Today I died.

No
I died long ago.

Dead are the memories,
Dead are the stories,
Dead are the emotions I felt.
All that makes me live, dead.

So, I died.

Don’t want to know how,

Don’t want to know when,

If I do, I will die again.

So, I died.

Failed to be alive,
Loathe being alive,
Hate being alive.

So, I died.

The people, the time, 

the place,the world,

Hate it all.

Hate the thing called life.

So, I died.

Above all, hated myself,
Binding me like a caged bird,
Unable to leave, unable to seek,
Above all, being alive.

So, I died.

I died, long ago.

Don’t want to know how.

Don’t want to know when.

If I do, I will die again.

Doubt----Poems of the lost soul----Wall