In moments when I am dead
When I can’t feel
Floating like a piece of paper
Into walkways and gardens
I get irritated
By people touching me
Talking to me and
Paying attention to me
How do I tell them
That I love them dearly
But I don’t have a drop of love
Left to share with them
For all those who I loved
Left me dry and cold
In these moments
I just want to dip and sleep
In the ocean of solace
And never return from there
Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 12:02 PM UTC
In moments when I am dead
When I can’t feel
Floating like a piece of paper
Into walkways and gardens
I get irritated
By people touching me
Talking to me and
Paying attention to me
How do I tell them
That I love them dearly
But I don’t have a drop of love
Left to share with them
For all those who I loved
Left me dry and cold
In these moments
I just want to dip and sleep
In the ocean of solace
And never return from there