Existence “Poem”

Oh existence take away all that I have

Why do we exist?

Life has no colors oh rainbows why don’t you come before eyes

Gold no longer shines in my smile

What is going on? O my passions gone?

Existence means only persistence

No one to speak to?

No one to be understood?

Why shouldn’t I die tonight from my pain?

Heartaches and sorrows

How happy I would be imagine

If I was never ever born

Or I close my eyes tonight and never woke up

I walk to cemetery and envy the corpses

How happily I would replace my life for death

Make a bed for in this cemetery O existence

Let me be trade living to dead

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