Dying Is Living - Poem by Brandon Brooks
dying is living
but living is something else
you are only free when you die
that is why you start to really live when you die
but people die for foolish reasons
like war, money, and drugs
why is this world corrupt?
why am i living in a hell?
i just want out of this hell
but i am not allowed
so what do i do? take my life?
never. i will continue to live in hell
to take the pain of living
always savoring the freedom of dying
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