"You'll only know what I'm worth, when I'm dead."
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I stared at the infinite sky
Looking for some answers
Too many unanswered questions
Hoping it will suddenly appear
Yet I was sitting long enough
Nothing seems to come out
Then more unanswered questions came
Yet I don't know where the answer lies
I thought of you in the midst of it all
Wondering why I live this way
Why I even bother proving my worth
When you are blinded by your own thoughts
And then I realized,
Maybe, just maybe you simply don't know
What I am to you
That maybe....
Just maybe you'll realize my worth,
Only when I'm dead.
I count the ways why I still live
You are one of the reasons why...
If I'm gone who would care about you?
Who would understand you?
Who will love you like I do?
Then you'll live in a more miserable way
Than you are now..
Then I won't be able to leave..
Not when I know you don't know,
What I am really worth.
Before it's too late
Before I scratch you off as one of the reasons
Why I still live
I hope you come to your senses
Before you realize it's too late
Not after..when I'm dead.
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Author's Note:
This poem was written just a couple of days ago, when I was down and depressed and I really thought about death yet too afraid to even consider it. Life is beautiful and I am glad to still see every light of the day.
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Sorry I have been away
Not able to write
It is harder to write when real life matters surface
But hopefully I can write and update again...soon
Just the same, thanks for reading all my stories
And when I am done with most of it
I will try to publish it as a volume book, like five stories in one book.
I hope by then, you'll still support me.
Thanks a lot and God bless!
