Glad to be Dead...

Another battle lost
haunted by defeated ghost
when i thought there could not be anything worse,
i stand aloof looking at my own corpse
its colorless, no green, no blue, no red
I feel peaceful, glad to be dead

Tried gathering reasons to fight for
all i got was a locked door
mocked at the irony
for it was me who broke the key
so I lay down,
no black, no white, no brown
wiping off the tears i shed
i feel peaceful, glad to be dead

No regrets of a failed daughter
no pains of a fated adorer
sufferings subsides along in the grave
girl faced it all, wont you call her brave?
its empty, no hate, no love, no comrade
i feel peaceful, glad to be dead!

-Anonymous.


Artist: Aishwarya Kanchan.