There are times in life
Where I smile and laugh
But those rare moments
Never last.
The real truth is,
I want to die.
I want to ascend
Up to the skies.
But that's the thing
That keeps me here
And that's the reason
I live in fear
Of death and dying
And what comes after-
Do I get a place in Heaven,
Or meet the Underworld master?
Do I return to the earth
In a different body?
Which belief is right
And which ones are faulty?
How does death feel,
Is it musky and dark?
Is it gory and painful
Or a walk in the park?
Is it like falling asleep
Or is it relief at last breath-
There are too many variables
when dealing with death.
How will I die?
A sickness or wound?
Old age, suicide,
What is my doom?
Who will kill me?
When will I die?
Will there be enough time
To say my goodbye's?
Death is tricky-
Too many questions,
Too many answers
Too cruel to mention.
It's because of this
That I'm still alive;
Because of this
I cannot die.
At least, not yet,
Not by my own hand-
I'll stay here forever
Or as long as I can,
Doomed to this earth,
This living Hell.
Scared into living
As my questions swell,
And my thoughts go unanswered
And my tears go undried
As I imagine myself
...Unalive?
Off to Heaven?
Up in the skies?
In a new body
And with a new life?
Gone and forgotten
To the world I know,
Turned into soil
Waiting for farmers to sow?
Stabbed by a friend
And sent off to Hell?
Or killed by impact
After off a cliff I fell?
These thoughts plague me
Both day and night;
Swirling in my head
And causing me fright.
Too scared to die,
Too sad to live:
This is the half-life
I am cursed with.
So here I am
And here I'll stay
Wading through life
Day after day,
Looking for answers,
Looking for ways
To find my way out
Of this death-induced craze.
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My Poetry Dump
PoetryThese are basically just poems I've written. I'll continue to post my poems here, just because I'm kind of proud of them and I want them to be out there. Some of them aren't perfect, but oh well. So if you like poems, this is for you. Warning: It ge...
