I'm dying... I'm dying
but why I'm lying?
Is my death buying?
I'm wondering who gonna buying?
I'm dying... I'm dying
But was I truly living?
With every breath I was fighting
Days sleeping nights kept fleeting
In pain and misery I didn't smiling
I'm dying... I'm dying
My is heart now boiling
The hope of living is fading
I don't wana keep screaming
I don't wana keep crying
I'm dying... I'm dying
Halt the nights of tearing
I'm silent- no more Howling
Stop pleading no more begging
seal the wounds that are bleeding
I'm dying... I'm dying
It's time to be free from suffering
Every moment of joy celebrating
Fading the past no more regretting
Through the past my soul is rising
I'm dying... I'm dying
slowly...slowly...slowly all darkening
This is the Moment of disappearing
it's time for collapsing
It wasn't worth gasping
I'm dying... I'm dying
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A/N:- Thank you so much for reading
I'm dying... I'm dying πππ
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Karan w.
Lost in a world where peace is blueο»Ώ
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Dead and Wearing Green
She was wearing that green dress when I first saw her, five years ago to the day. Flowing meadow fabric draped over long legs, thick auburn hair flowing down her back. That smile. Of course, she is still beautiful now. But now she is no longer alive.
By Karen Cave6 days ago in Fiction
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Death is natural for all. But scary. So scary that some may forget how to express it. But you, you have great potential in describing it. And I'm so sorry for you feeling this way. Hope you get better.<3
The first few lines had me feeling like this was inspired rather than coming from a place of personal feeling, maybe stepping in another persons shoeβ¦ Not being able to smile, really does feel like dying. I am starting to think that this is autobiographical, but I also feel like I am wrong ( thatβs the beauty of it) . βThe hope of living is fadingβ I have mad respect for this line, because this was how I was feeling on Saturday. βSeal the wound that are bleedingβ a powerful line. A plea for help, maybe looking from the inside out. Ooo this is starting to sound like a song, itβs all coming together. I like the positive twist. Then the mind goes back into itself and conclude with doom. Thatβs very relatable. I love it, itβs dark and lyrical. ππ½ππ½β₯οΈπ€
I don't want you to die. May you live a life that's healthy and righteous for you. π€ But you seem too desperate to die. I hope you change your mind π π Plus, I have a suggestion: Block Dharr somehow when you publish something related death! She has a fever of death. We want her but she wants heavens! ππ
Don't die without me. I wanna die with you hehehehehe. Loved your poem!
This is a poem for readers to seek the reason why we live and die. Good job.
Sad thoughts yet ( to me) you add an emotional warning that tells us to live. Well said
We live to die. Only we can decide how full of a life it will be <3
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