I cannot sleep
I am trying to sleep
But my mind's full of thoughts
I don't even know
Sometimes I just wonder,
How does it feel to be dead?
I don't want to die yet.
So, I don't what to know.
But somehow, I want to know.
Without dying, I want to know.
I am just a living creature,
curious of it's future.
We all know our future.
We are going to die.
We are born to die.
Is there really life after death?
Like Heaven and Hell?
I hope there's not.
Living now is so complicated.
I don't want to live complicated for the second time.
I just want to vanish.
Forgoten.
And be free.
Finally free..
Is that how it feels to be dead?
I don't know.
Because right now.
I am dealing with the shits,
of being alive.
And one of it is over thinking,
during our sleepless nights.
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THE CURE FOR LONELINESS
PoetryCollection of amateur poetry from a teen located somewhere in Asia. Grammar lapses may be observed, please bear with me, I will re-read from time to time and change everything what's needed to be changed. Change -- such a simple word to say, if only...
