DIE A NATURAL DEATH

I often think about my own death

it keeps me awake at night and won't let me rest

everyone thinks that I'm ok

because I don't want them to know what I am thinking

you see my own death would let me meet

the one who did the making

I write alot so no one knows

all hurt and the pain as it grows

I keep it all in my head and let it out in poems

who is to know what I think next

I sure don't but still will get no rest

I wanna dream again but not about that

I just want my whole life back

I never stopped loving just put it on hold

I guess I made how my life unfolds

who knows when I will meet my maker

who knows I might take my own or die a natural death

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Jessica M.]

"I never stopped loving just put it on hold
I guess I made how my life unfolds"
To put love on a hold as if it were just an unimportant call.
There is such meaning in that one line,
and a lot of insight in the next.
It's hard to take responsibility for your own life,
but I think you do it beautifully in this poem.
Nice write.