I died while waiting for nothing to happen,
Just taking in a breath that lasted not my way.
Is this the page they turn and say is life after living?
No one called my name, or looked to find me,
While I drew the final curtin slowly shutting;
No tears fell on freshly-grown faces and smiles.
Was there hope of family and friends to save,
This worn-out body from turning instantly to dust?
I died when no one was looking for such a silly thing,
No long goodbyes, no sorrow shed for me eternally.
So now I go beyond the veil of never knowing,
With a tear trickling down my face.