What is Life by Miguel Reynoso

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Trying to find the meaning of life.

Submitted: April 19, 2012

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Submitted: April 19, 2012



No Tittle by Miguel Reynoso

I want to die. What is the use of staying alive?

What is the purpose of my life?

When I am always living with so much strife.

I can’t go on living this way.

I can’t stand boring day, after boring day.

Just watching my life waste away.

You must think I am a drama queen,

You haven’t been there, you haven’t seen

The disaster my life has been.

I know death is part of living, but all I know

Is that I will be quitting my life,

which has no meaning.

I want death to take over,

I want to go being sober,

Knowing what I am doing,

Aware of where I am going.

No need for drugs, no need to disguise

The feeling certain death will arise.

I will go quietly, no one will know

Just let me sleep, and not wake up tomorrow.

I want to die, don't want to cry, no one understands my sorrow

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