Today's my last day
I've been informed by the scythe wielder
Every human born must be taken away
If it's up or down,conclusion is the final offer

Life seems so much simpler now
Like reaching the end of a river
All the ebbs and flows, a viewer's window
Seems so beautiful now,flowing water

A day is too less
Everyone says the same, says the dark visitor
I'm stuck with all these goodbyes
An eternal hug for my mother
Are all I want for my last day

i need to stop
setting myself on fire
to keep you warm.

Dear death,

I have met life,
He wants me to fight,
But I'm so weak-
So can we meet?

How am I supposed to help others, when I can't even help
myself?