I was dreaming to become a hot shot professor
I was planning to lose baby fat around my body
I was struggling to search a maid with reasonable price
I was determined to finish my book before Saturday
I was preparing a beautiful gift for my dear friend since his birthday was near
I was admiring myself for all the achievements and cursing myself, simultaneously, for chances I missed
I was procrastinating to make up with my mother for my last quarrel
I was ignoring Dad's call since I was held up
I was avoiding my siblings since I stole my sister's dress and ruined my brother's XBOX
I was unfinished canvas
But my death didn't cared for me
It stroked me like a lightning; sweeping me away from this world
With the task unfinished
Leaving me no option but to abandon the people- I once loved and cherished
Loosing the strands of goals I wanted to achieve
Above all
The repentance that I never did properly but deep inside planned to do before die
Death  came to me out of no where
Leaving behind my to-do-list meaningless
All my achievement worthless
Who cares now that in which cemetery I reside- lavish or vulnerable
Who cares now that what kind of body I have because now, it'll deteriorate any way
I would be mourned for days and will be forgotten for eternity
I would be cherished in thoughts but not in words
I would be reason of tears and grief not of smiles and giggles so eventually everybody would forget me for, you see, we, humans, are programmed to remember happiness while I am sadness now.
I now feel, though dead, that I did no good to myself
but now
What good I could do as corpse than lying straight.
My doors of forgiveness are closed
No more apologies I can make
No more affections I can take
Only tears to my beloved I gave
Death did me no good
But I can't even complain now
For I, my friend, am Dead!!