DEAR DEAD ME

DEAR DEAD ME
Dear dead me,🧘‍♀🧘‍♀
How is the after world ?
Land of milk and honey?
Or eternal fire you landed??

Dear dead me,🧘‍♀🧘‍♀
Is After life all you dreamnt of?
Or your fantasies were too good to be real?

Dear dead me,🧘‍♀🧘‍♀
Rushing through your head everyone did,
Last moments before living you retired,
Was a sprint down memory lane.
Things will be better off now
Or so you thought
 As the world you reassured
Because I felt it .

Dear dead me,🧘‍♀️🧘‍♀️
When it was time to say goodbye,
Time to die,πŸ₯ΊπŸ˜ž
Did you realise the  bed you left  will always be cold?
Your diary never finished?
Your story told in past tense,
Your  poems with a hollow persona,
Your songs remain unsung,
For they knew but your tune
Your voice goes silent?
Your dreams unaccomplished?
Your lips unkissed goodnight ?
Because I did.

Dear dead me,🧘‍♀🧘‍♀
Living me is kinda jealous ,
Comfy pajamas your outfit,
Junk food your specialty,
Not reporting to anyone your lifestyle,
Not responsible for anyone your destiny,
Stacking unnecessary pain, not your cup of coffee
Roaming around the world,all you  do,
Prolly kissed a ghost by the tower in parisπŸ‘»πŸ˜˜πŸ‘»
Thrown locked love padlocks down Sienne riverπŸ‘»πŸ”πŸ‘»
Together haunted down those who hurt meπŸ’ƒπŸ•Ί
Does after life ever get boring ?

Dead dead me,🧘‍♀🧘‍♀
Your life ,
My wildest dream,
Freakiest fantasy,
Persistent craving ,
Deepest desire,
To-do -list
Just not yet top of the listπŸ˜‰

Dear dead me,🧘‍♀🧘‍♀
Living me wondered,πŸ€”
Can I be you for a day,
Just one day ,
To Feel the ground open up and envelope me,
Direct contact with the soul of the earth,
Count the dead,
Float the skies,
Then be back to the living.
But then I realized,
I don't want to be you before my time.

Dear dead me🧘‍♀️🧘‍♀️
One day I will die,
Maybe good riddance to life  ,
Off to a joyous end I will acclaim
Eternity of happy endings enjoy.
Or maybe ,
One more day of life I would have loved,
But before then 
Dear dead me🧘‍♀️🧘‍♀️,
I will live.
With class , excitement and  perfection
That the royal essence in me carries.
No matter what life throws at me,
I WON'T GIVE UP
Living me is a conqueror.
She won't accept defeat.
By Favor khaoya.

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