Look inside my soul,
You would see a ghoul.
They're just roaming around,
Making no absolute sound.
Death is quite interesting,
It's also quite tempting.
The idea of not having life,
The idea of just wanting to die.
When I enter my nook,
I would research about books.
"How To Die" I read,
"When you're already dead."
Am I alive or dead?
Do I care or do I dread?
I answer it with all my might,
"Don't breathe, just die."
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Life Poems
Poetry"The poems I write needs to be read one day." Copyrights themangostyles 2016
