I dreamt I died one silent night,
My soul still lingered, void of light.
My family wept, my body burned,
And life went on—no lesson learned.
My bed was thrown, my chair was gone,
My messages erased, my photo withdrawn.
Those I had loved forgot so fast,
The ones I despised praised me at last.
My books were sold, my clothes all cleared,
The world moved on—the truth appeared:
We live for others, day by day,
Yet they forget us when we fade away.
Then I awoke with trembling breath—
Grateful it was not my death.
I vowed that night, with heart set free,
To live this life—for only me.
This poem unveils the truth of life:
We sacrifice everything for others,
yet the world forgets us when we’re gone.
So live fully, live truly—for yourself.