Dead

I am dead.
I walk, yet I don't get anywhere.
I see, yet I don't comprehend.
I hear, yet I don't understand.

I am alone.
There are others, yet they don't see me.
There is family, yet they don't love me.

I am gone.
I am here, yet I am in another world.

I am cold.
Fingers frozen,
life barren,
brain covered in frost.

I am fed up.
Fed up with the petty issues,
with the human disires,
with my friends, my family, and myself.

I am here, yet I am also there.

Can you hear me?




Is anybody there?




Does anyone care?




Will I ever be know?




Will I ever see the light?




Will the shadows ever leave me?



Do you even care if they bury me six feet under.



When I die it will be in a torrent of sound,
a flash of light,
like a star I will go out with an explosion.



Colors burning, heart on fire.

And when it finally happens you will all know......


               I AM DEAD.