I died years ago.  
When I was first born,
Brought up to be the desire of this world.  
When the curtains rise and fall upon the stage of life.  
These were moments of Rejoice and celebration for some,
For me, these were moments of cries and frights.  

I died once again.  
After becoming a teen and,
had to put on the mask of fate.  
A mask that pulls us toward uncharted territories and unforeseen encounters.  
A mask that enables us to navigate the vast seas of fate,
And uncovered the buried treasures of our deepest desires.

I died today.  
when the world becomes silent,
silent to the whispers of time's rhythm,
lost in the echo of a muted lament.
Where I slowly erode away  
Memories of our limited times.

Like frozen meltwater,
I flow down through cracks and crevices  
Of unrelenting rocks and earth,
Meandering through paths unknown.  
And like a candle in a relentless breeze  
I will continue to die.