I Hope You Treasure Our Memories For Tomorrow I Wont Be Here Poem by Daya Nandan

Have you given up on me God? Why is the weight of the world upon my heart?
Is suicide my destiny? i cannot stand the pain of my life being torn apart,
What must i do to break this endless spell?
Could all this pain that i feel truly be worse than the fires of hell?

I beg you for an answer, tell me the truth great lord above,
How can i live in this darkness starving for love?
I have lost my fear of dying, my existance has lost its worth,
I am going to another world, my soul shall leave the earth,

I will be far away from the human world, A place where nobody will hear my screams,
A place of silence and perhaps peace, a place found by those who die in dreams,
Where i'll be, there will be no light, no vision and no sound,
nothing much can be felt when your body has been burnt or burried 6 feet underground,

My life is worthless, there is nothing left for me in this world of hate,
I cannot stop now, the pills have been taken, its far too late,
The voices are calling me, all these emotions will end upon my final breath,
It's time to let myself go, perhaps i will find truth in death,

You will not see me tomorrow, for my body will no longer have life anymore,
Remembered as a man of sorrow, a dead body on the messy floor,
Maggots will grow within me as my body rots and decomposes inside,
No more hurt and pain, no longer will i have emotions left to hide,

Some may come for my funeral, laugh and joke about the stories they hear,
Some may be joyful and happy knowing i am no longer here,
This is a choice i made for myself, the hardest choice i have made, there is no doubt,
To kill myself in the world that hates me, a man that no one cares about,

I can feel my life fading, my head is getting heavier by the second of time,
I can barely open my eyes now, i am losing conciousness finishing my final rhyme,
Maybe there is no heaven or hell, just an endless void of blackness is what i will see,
My life gone from the earth, all that will be left are memories of me,

i am leaving you this poem, read it for its contents are true,
I want you to know that at my last moments, my thoughts were about you,
Read it when chaos and silence of the world posseses you, an awakened memory you will find,
Death shall be my escape from this life, in hopes that i will be in peace at mind