Why not death take me soon
To a heaven or hell
Believe being happy there
Rather than being in this world
In need of peace of mind
In a space of different world
Fed up of family and friends
Utilising and criticising
Eyes are dry and no more tears to fill
Aching mouth with a faking smile
No more energy to travel so long
With these bags of burden so strong
Enough is enough of all these wounds
Wish to live without scars
No swelling,bleeding and chopping off
Why not death take me soon ?

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*A spider in a vessel of silver stones
Naively fighting for what he knew is right
Philosophies against philosophies
Happiness over comfort
Both are true in different points of view
But the majority in his community
Have agreed to one view:
"**** the fire that burns the known culture!"
-The silly spider that seizes an invincible flame-
None of them understand he’s only against himself
Sinking in his delusions until awakens by the truth
To never ever sell his dreams for a velvet thing
Or he’ll be a cold eight-legged silver stone
That lies dead before his known death,
He sees how hard it is to be the only
Opposing the rules of the dynasty
But it is the fire in his dreams
That hunts for genuine bliss
Amidst the frozen world
Of the lifeless spiders,
Is the reason why he’s burning,
To keep alive until the end of his search.