Can I Live Death - Poem by sruthi baskar
Those edging tears,
Finally took form.
I was wet,
Was forced on me.
Than my heart,
"The" machine was subsisting.
Fighting an incessant struggle,
To emerge alive.
Didn't seem to ever subside.
Should my clock continue crawling?
Cease to "merely exist"?
Or persist living like a vegetable?
Succeed in being,
A "deserving burden"?
Do I at least,
The "Right to Die"?
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