I am waiting to die
as I sit here staring,
blind, and uncaring
I am waiting to die.
For I once had dreamed
of a world where it seemed
that someone like me had a future;
I don’t
Though not for my failings
but simply for boredom-
as my mind is ailing
I pray for post-mortem.
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 1:11 PM UTC
I am waiting to die
as I sit here staring,
blind, and uncaring
I am waiting to die.
For I once had dreamed
of a world where it seemed
that someone like me had a future;
I don’t
Though not for my failings
but simply for boredom-
as my mind is ailing
I pray for post-mortem.
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