Is this what death feels like?
A constant peace and silence,
No motion or disturbance,
Just peace?
This feels wrong,
nothing like this should exist,
everything was meant to change.
"Get me out of here!"
I scream and scream to a room full of the deaf,
This is just a repeat of life,
Maybe they just want me to suffer,
maybe they want me to wither,
or just let me become a zombie
But they'll never take me,
I'll carry on,
Through everything they throw at me.

YOU ARE READING
The Life of Another Death
PoetryHer pain brought her death, Her death brought their pain, Their pain gave you this story.