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Where does life end!?

When do we get off?

Have we missed our stop

Or has the train just jumped tracks?

How long do we spend dieing?

Mentally?

Physically?

Is it not that we should live

Not die?

How is it that when we

Start to fantasize about death

That we truly start to live?

How do we know we are

Alive?

Pain?
Gain?
To live is to die?

Just because we feel

Does this make us human?

To feel is to live?

To live is to

Forget?

Our memories fade;

What is this

A defense mechanism?

Or just a way of life?

But as our memories fade

Our bodies surly decay

Our way of life no more

Like chickens with their heads

Cut off

We run around not knowing

What to do.

Without money

Without material possessions

We are

Lost!

 

Reviews

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Wow, powerful the words of sadness yet you certainly are not dying! Lots of strength and emotion.. your writing conveys a message of self-discovery if it be that of true emotions.. Your words show you are capable of so much.. yet struggling with beliefs and life itself! Many are going through this right now in these hard times sadly... myself included. I hope you find your answers and if not you certainly have the power of words!!! Great writing in emotions!! =)