My death happened the moment
I slipped out the cradle...
These heartbreaks, puzzles, downfalls,Wars, struggles,
thirsts,hunger, anger
and
disappointments are just soils
from the hands of fate saying
farewell to a lad who never lived...
desperation
and
despondence
are the
flowers
on my grave
*the only upside being
I will die twice
in my lifetime,
maybe twice
I'll be born.