The Dead Sea Poem by Rakhi Oza

Every night I want to die but I'm never dead!
Every morning I want to live but I'm never alive!
Everytime I want to laugh&I find the corner of my eye dripping!
I can't handle too much happines, because its just too rare!
I unwillingly end up crying because my heart can't bear such storms of pain!
I know I'm too strong to die, too weak to cry, too lonely to fly..because flying alone is like drowning!
Every inch around you is filled but still you'r all alone.
Life is just like the salty dead sea that I mostly float in pain..because the surface below me is too solid to pull me in!
Even that ugly sea doesn't want me to melt in it!
That dirty thing is scared of me, that I'd make it uglier! Imagine the fear of THE ugliest of becoming uglier..
But I have a more kind heart than it so I carry that dead sea always inside me..and nobody wants to enter, touch, taste..die into it!
May be they know that I taste terrible! So does the sea!
The dead sea! The kiss of death can be better from a dead!