I just want ....

To die. 

Poetry : 07-12-2021

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Really, 

Not that, 

That, I want to kill myself,

It's rather that,

The world wants to kill me,

And doesn't,

Let me live on! 

And I'm just unable,

To save myself.

So I would rather like,

To die happily,

And not, 

To live on,

Miserably,

In doubt and conflict, 

In agony and anguish,

Any more!

That's how, 

 I just want,

To die!

That is it!

But, Please wait!

Dyeing isn't,

The Death of the body,

It's rather,

The Death of the dependency, 

And as long as I'm,

Dependent upon the world,

I ain't really, truly alive.

Though I may look like living,

I keep on vegetating only.

Repeating the patterns,

Everyday and every moment. 

I'm but a puppet, 

Performing the actions, 

Prompted by the world around me.

I don't want to be a puppet, 

Instead, I'd rather like to live,

Like a puppy!

Vulnerable and resigned to, 

The whims of the world,

Around me!

I just want to die.

But don't want to kill myself, 

It's rather the world around me,

That is trying to kill me!

And really, 

I just don't want to die! 

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