We All Will Die

We all will die,
That is for sure.
It is the way of nature,
To indicate we have to go.

But let us ask,
Why need we go?
because it is near,
The end of our show.

Every life's a chapter,
And every chapter has an end.
And it will strike you,
But nobody knows when.

Once we die,
What then?
Well hell, if i knew that,
Wouldn't i be dead?

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Stone Cold Assassin

I stare at the walls,
Lost in my thoughts.
I don't care about,
Whatever the hell's going on.

I am a loner.
I dont mingle.
I have a heart
Cold and of stone.

Death doesn't bother me.
Pain doesn't deter me.
I know no emotion
Of pity and fear.

Honor holds no meaning,
If it doesn't get the job done.
You ever want somebody dead?
Call me. I am the assassin.

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Innocence

Oh wreary traveller,
Hush now and listen,
To the high notes ringing,
So sweet in the air.

Like a nightingale she flits,
From place to place,
A cascade of melody,
Pouring from her mouth.

She picks a flower,
And inhales deeply.
Then laughs a tinkling laugh,
Like bells singing in harmony.

And when her mother calls,
She runs to her,
With child-like glee,
Her face as bright as the sun.

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Suicide

So ends another day,
And I'm alive.
I made it through,
Atleast this one day.

Everyday I feel,
The hopes, the aspirations,
Pressing down on me,
Making it hard to breathe.

I feel suffocated.
Staying alive each day,
It seems like a task.
Getting harder and harder to complete.

Sometimes it feels like too much.
I cannot handle it anymore.
I look for solutions but,
Only one comes to mind, suicide.

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Hate and Anger In Me

Why is there so much hate
Brewing inside me?
Bubbling and boiling,
Threatening to spill.

Why is there so much anger,
Burning inside me?
Hitting and shouting is,
All I seem to do nowadays.

All around me there are people,
Busy with their lives.
Why does it irritate me so,
To see them?

Is isolation what I want?
But i don't like being alone.
How do i get this feeling,
Of crying all the time to go?

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Confusion

Waiting for the unknown,
Struggling with my composure.
Why am I so anxious?
Why am I so restless?

What am I waiting for?
What is it that I look for?
When I'm lost deep in my thoughts,
Oblivious to the outside world.

Lost in myself,
I am idle.
On the surface I appear thoughtful
But inside, my thoughts churning in confusion.

I try to think,
But cannot.
Does happiness elude me?
Or do I elude happiness?

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First Kill

I hear the hiss,
Of the knife, whistling
Through the air.

My stomach goes numb
As I feel the slash.
And then fire!

It burns! Oh, how it burns!
But it lends something,
Clarity and anger.

It helps,
More than I can say,
To overpower my opponent.

The adrenaline gone,
I feel the pain.
It is draining.

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Died Another Day

I never knew how it felt,
To lose someone close,
Until that day,
That made my life, like ice, to melt.

One minute I was sure,
Of my life, of my reason to live.
The next, it was so no more,
But like a river, it changed directions every second.

It was devastating,
It was like hell.
I went into depression,
I went into an abyss, I fell.

Nevermore to rise again,
Smile i never may.
But i just wish he had,
Died another day.

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Poison and Hate

Poison is deadly,
But what does it do?
The answer is obvious,
It kills the person its given to.

Hate is called poison
But what does it mean?
For poison sickens and kills,
But the effects of hate cannot even be seen.

But oh! Hate is indeed poison,
As it sickens and plagues the mind.
And of a person who nurtures hate,
If his spirit be seen,
It would not be white
But black, with all the hate and negativity,
Which is darkening its light.

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Falling For You

I see you,
You see me.
We look at each other,
And just keep on staring.

I want to hear your voice,
But I cant start
Because I cant find courage,
To open my mouth.

As if you've read my mind,
You start speaking.
You ease the tension,
You remove the awkwardness.

You crack jokes,
I laugh at them,
Even though they aren't funny,
But I still do it, for you.

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