I live as I can't dieA Poem by HaybavUnfulfilled dreams, sorrow, grief. All these feelings are what this poem offers you. The emotions of that person who gave it all to see him live his dream, couldn't fight any longer.
These dreams, are too easy to see,
I used to tell myself, how amazing they would be. I was ready for this pain, I was ready to walk on thorns. But now when I have to, why do I want to give up on all? Reach the verge of tears, when I think of that smile on my face. The one I had, when I dreamt to live those days. These nasty dreams- made me visualize my life too good. But I never thought, "what if this doesn't end up as it should?" I never prepared me for this, I never thought this too could be a result. What else is life left to offer? I can no longer see any good. "My life is not just mine" this thought is just, what makes me cry. But neither has it left any meaning, for me to survive. They tell me to live, as 'life may have a different plan' But now, who is going to tell them? •I am living because I cant die• © 2021 HaybavAuthor's Note
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