This Is What It Feels Like To Die

What does it feel like to die? (Nonviolent)

Let the mist wash away,
All my memories of memories fade,
Let my dreams push away
All of those dusty shimmering gleams.
Tales told and tales spun,
Tales withered lost in conundrum,
Mist still flitting,
Thoughts still flying,
Fast above my head, just out of grasp.
Waiting and watching, arms held high
Sitting waiting, for what I know not,
This is what it feels like to die.

Author's Note

I was sitting out of my porch last July around sunrise because I couldn't sleep, and it was a Sunday, so everyone was asleep and it was just so quiet...

Reviews

[Ahmad Alhour]

I liked the rhyme and the consequence of words...
Nice!