I could breathe freely and feel every inch
on my body the breezes of air that wind
had embraced me,
I can see the light and know that it hurts
my eyes when too much ray of the sun
meets my glance,
I can grasp for a hold when everything
is humid at nightfall when the sun had
just hovers at the surface of the earth,
When I am about to sleep and laid on
my soft bed and start to think where
will I be after life,
I got so scared, I felt so lost, and I felt
alone and felt totally lonely,
I am not sure if I can hold the idea of
dying when I knew for myself that I am
not ready to leave all the memories
behind me, all the people I cared
about and all the happy thoughts that
made me live longer, that made me
continue breathing for life,
I will be lost when I see them not,
If wanting for more life is sinful and
selfish I won’t consider such thing if
dying means all I cherished where
not there with in my grasp,
I’m scared of dying, I’m scared of
being alone, but what can I do when
at the end fate will lead me there.
Miss Catty, Nice write about two of my favourite topics - Death and loneliness. Regards, Ranjith
Miss Catty Alonzo, I like your poem very much that I include your poem in my favorite poem list. I vote your poem in 8 points or whatever so keep up the good work the next time you will make a poem again.
Catty, Thank you for your comment. Please read my poem 'Death Dies Too' It will relieve some of your dread possibly. Thanks again, Richard
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Liked this poem thnkz