I do like this one - it speaks of so many other ways people die, without actually passing away, and yet they survive to go on and die again from something else.
here your statement is bold, cold and true.
this time no reprieve
THIS time Death killed me.
On a different note - a suggestion
by using your first line as a title only
the following six words would fit a six word poem...
Another tragedy? I'm stumped. This day had me reviewing tragic poems. This one was short but it was also to the point. Direct and very well played. Keep up the good work.
I was born.
I live.
I'll die.
I know nothing.
Where I came from?
Where will I go?
I'm ignorant of my existance.
I'm uncertain of myself.
No beliefs.
No religion.
No god.
Know Go.. more..