A long check list,
Enlisted all the things that seems too impossible to fulfill
A places to go, a stuff to do, a food to be eaten and a things to experience,
Before stepping out of the line.
I put a check mark on the box.
I'm already halfway and almost done.
I signed in relief,
For I still have a lot of unfinished tasks on the list.
I am scared, I was really.
To finish all the things I listed in this small black notes.
For I know I can't take my words back.
I left no choice, already
And sold my broken soul to the darkness.
To escaped from these vain than I'm born to suffered with.
But I know I might be freed temporarily.
And just the thought of accomplishing it, my anxiety started to devoured me.
For, honestly I don't wanted to die.
A peace of mind is what I craved for,
To breathe with hopes not with suffocations.
To live with purposes not only to exist.
But to live like being alive and sane.
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How I Died [Selected Poem]
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